Michael’s army Righteous spirits armed with light, Fighting for free will; Around them rages combat fierce, As spirits bound by what they feel Defend their right to be. On each side a friend or foe, or one who once was near; Now enemies – now lost forever, never to be born on earth. Each spirit … Continue reading Poem II: Michael’s Army
On Resurrection Sunday, two disciples of Jesus began to walk from Jerusalem to Emmaus, a distance of about 12 kilometres. As they walked, they discussed what had happened in the past few days; how their Master – the great prophet they believed would save Israel – had been crucified, his body placed in a tomb; … Continue reading Believing the unbelievable
I was looking through a folder (on my computer) of poems I’ve written, and have decided to share some of them here. Generally I keep them for myself – after all, I’m the person I really write them for, and the one who’s helped most by them. It’s a sort of therapy for difficult situations … Continue reading Poem I: Fear
Every so often I have flashes of inspiration, where I get to feel quite different than I usually do about things. I have feelings of generous charity and enlightenedness, and things become clear for a little while. A few moments, usually! But when I write down what I think in those moments, there’s insight that … Continue reading Insights
What does the term “Mormon” conjure up for you? It’s always sounded to me like a weird sect that refers to polygamous families living in outback Utah or people who communicate with aliens (I don’t know, it just does), or a group of people out of touch with the rest of the world who follow … Continue reading Why I don’t want you to call me “Mormon”
Peaceable Treasures 