Writing

You Still Know The One Who Knows

A Poem by Holy Gma

A poem about remembering that even when we are struggling, lost, out of answers, we still know God who has all of the answers.

Keeping His Story Eternal

A Poem by Holy Gma

A story of the meaning of all of the trappings of Christmas which some see as nothing but commerlizatiin of Christmas

I Obey

A Poem by Holy Gma

A poem that expresses the advantages of obeying God.

For J'Lynn On Her Birthday

A Poem by Holy Gma

A poem I wrote for my grown daughter on her birthday. It expresses the wonder of her birth, the privilege of raising her and the lessons she, as a chi..

Worship You

A Poem by Holy Gma

A poem about taking a chance to believe, to open your heart to allow God to heal.

Time

A Story by Mio

Life, what a strange phenomenon.

What is- A philosophical text.

A Book by J camp

This a collective writing about the nature of reality as I see and as many others might agree. This is entirely speculative as I state in this a few t..

I Remember the Carols, I Hear Them Every Day

A Story by Chopstix

A dark depiction of religious intolerance set around Christmas Carols

In the Beginning

A Story by K. Simon

At the beginning... What was Michael thinking when he was watching the fall of mankind?

I'll Put God First

A Poem by Randy Johnson

If I ever get married, I'll put God first instead of my wife.God is our creator and he's the most important in my life.If I ever get married, I'll sta..

The Thirteenth

A Book by Jake_Logan

Following the adventures of The Thirteenth, a crime fighting preacher living in a dark, gritty new york, along with a vast array of anti heros, crooks..

Et Joël, et tenet

A Poem by yuhee

"Now judgment is upon this world. Now the ruler of this world will be cast out."-John 12:31

But For Thee

A Poem by Holy Gma

A poem of gratitude for God's patience.

Joy Comes With The Morning

A Poem by Holy Gma

A poem about the long lonley night and the joy that morning brings.

I Died

A Story by gayleadele

A piece I have pondered on writing for years finally fell upon my paper. This memory mingles among all the thoughts and memories in my mind daily.

Spitting

A Poem by DakotaJ

SpittingIt dripsoff my lipsthe Freudian sliplike bloodfrom my veinspouring it reignsmy tongueit is wrungof its spitnever to quitpersistenceno resistan..