Pastor Seth’s Poems and Musings
The Hungry Male Soul
Invite Him into felt weakness, Invite Him into felt dryness, Invite Him into loneliness, Invite Him into emptiness. To be strong in my weakness. To endure with resilience. To love with tenderness. To offer life in felt deadness.
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Oyster’s pearl of great price, nestled. This treasure buried in the field. This treasure in earthen vessels. “All else is rubbish.” Humbly kneel.
Read MoreThe Thirsty Female Soul
Does anyone see me, the me inside of me? What I value and bring, what I think, feel and see? Am I invisible, shadows over my heart? There’s beauty in my soul. I long to play a part.
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