Clocks had stopped ticking, The cursors had stopped blinking. I was suddenly hollow; I saw my frame for what it was- A bottomless pit of nothingness I’d tried to fill up all my life With things and experiences. _____ from a 2014 poem called Death by Nevender http://nevender.blogspot.ug/2014/09/death.html Yesterday I had one of those episodes where…
So Sure, Hope Never Ends!
Today, I choose to dig into my work and mourn no more. Today I do the Nevender, work through your pain; fueled by Hope. I am choosing to focus on the surety that the bible harbours no deceit. That it’s the only book that promises and fulfils. The bible is So Sure of it’self that it stands…