Behold the Dream Giver

Welcome to a glimpse inside my heart that loves marching bands and parades, stars and clouds, wind and rain… all at the same time.

When you know not where

The sighing took on a different tone.

A new verse with the same chorus

Dreams are stirring…

I surveyed the damage of destroyed hope among the smoldering ashes.

An eternal perspective

Aint no grave…

Beautiful faces hovered over me

If Only…

Confessions of a mega church attender - and not

I remember…

The Lord desires for his people to have glimpses of the other side.

Through the corridors of time

We have this hope.

Thank you, Lord.

They lifted up their eyes at a distance and did not recognize him.

At last I hear what matters most