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When the light dimsand the noise finally quietsno one will ask what we ownedor how we were admired for thisor that The trophies will rust in their casesThe titles will loosen from our namesEven our arguments, sharpened to winwill lie dull and unused. There will be no defense built from busynessNo appeal filed in the Read more
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In the whisper where striving falls silentwhere the heart unclenches its tired fistssomething gentle begins to unfold No blazenor trembling visionjust a simple clearing of the inner sky In slow-moving mercyI believed in what I could not seebecause I now see what has always been true fear distorts pride builds walls longing aches for what Read more
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The trees stand in shadow,holding the night’s questions. The sun rises,a golden giftspilled over the world. Water receives it,silent, wide,mirroring light as prayer. I breathe in the quiet,noticing patiencein every branch. If the world can open this way,perhaps I can too,letting His lightfill what I cannot see. Read more
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They came from elsewhere,from prayers spoken in another tongue,from charts of fire and dustwhere the heavens were read like a scrollnever meant to stay closed. Not sons of covenant,not schooled in the law,but watchers of the nightwho trusted that light is never random,that a star may choose a road. They carried with themthe weight of Read more
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We clink our glasses at midnightas if the calendar itself were magic,counting down like astronautsready to launch into better versionsof ourselves. We make lists as long as confetti trails.Eat cleaner. Try harder. Wake earlier.Run farther. Fail slower.Become, somehow, dazzling. The gyms glow with January pilgrimsseeking salvation on treadmills,while planners fill with bold intentionswritten in heroic Read more
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Before time had a measure,the Word moved silentlythrough shadow and stillness.Life stirred as a deep, luminous pulsethat called existence itself into being.In that life, the light shinesto reveal the sacred contour of all things,the hidden heartbeat of the world.And the Word became flesh.We saw His gloryfilled with grace and truth. -Inspired by John 1:1-15 Read more
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Christmas beginswhen the Word breathes among usand keeps unfoldinglike a slow-rising sunacross the landscape of our longing. This is the seasonwhen God grows in quiet placeswhen the manger whispersits fragile gloryinto the corners of our doubt. Shepherds return changed,Mary holds mysteries like dewand the Child is revealedfrom cradle to Jordanwhere water recognizes its Maker. Between Read more
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The Word whispers into flesha quiet dawn in the shadow of the world Light bends toward the hiddenstirring the places that fear cannot touch Grace flows without measurea river carrying the weight of all longing Truth leans closebreathing into the hollow spacesmaking the unseen glow He is here,and in His presenceeverything that tremblesremembers home -Inspired Read more
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O Holy Child,born in the quiet of night,even now your life carries sorrow and light. A star guides the seekers,gifts speak of kingship, divinity, and the grave.Simeon lifts you and whispers of the sword,yet your tiny hands hold triumph yet to come. O Christ, born to suffer, born to rise,make our hearts ready to see Read more
A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee
Prayerfully Poetic 