30 August 2024

When I got saved, did I instantly become sinless? I do not think so. By receiving the Holy Spirit, did I suddenly stop sinning? Did I suddenly achieve the perfection and glory of God? Was I suddenly able to determine and judge like God can? I don’t think so. Did my conscience suddenly gain the ability to absolutely determine right from wrong? No way! Definitely not. I am still a sinner. I have as yet not reached the glory and perfection of God. And I never will. I am a big old baddie. The best of me knows that I live with uncertainty and confusion. I need to live under grace. And God gives me that.

I hear a bell ring
And a bird tweet
Crunch crunch
Click

Another gun poem. I invented gun poetry. I don’t know why I feel I have to say that. Is it really even worth mentioning?

I think I would like to try writing mirror poems, with a left and right side. The left side right-aligned and the right side left-aligned, forming a vertical line down the middle, with matching lines in length or rhythm on each side, or lines that are in tension with each other, or a mixture of the two. Or maybe an asymmetrical balanced poem, with the extremities of one side balancing out the extremities of the other, creating a balance with tension. The poems could be about history, politics, religion, philosophy, art, and personal narrative.

These faces remind me of other people, not me, except for the last one.