PRAYING IN THE CLOSET By James Strauss The preachers say pay and I’ll be saved, By the time they’re done, it’s my soul that’s been paved How can I get it right with this God, Failing time after time to give me His nod. Yeah though I walk yet all I get is talk,...
BEGGERS OF GOD By James Strauss It’s not that He doesn’t come, It’s that He doesn’t come as requested. The Lord’s therapy is one of action, Come down to a world of muted reaction. I ask him for things and resolutions, But often forget about decent definition....
OVER THE FALLS By James Strauss A surfer through life waits and seeks, Something afar for anything better, Through the flowing troughs and peaks, Tired of living this life not to the letter. Maybe the wind, surf and the sea, Will break with a crest of true meaning,...
FROM THE WILDERNESS WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD By James Strauss Our studies of the universe cause us to cower inward, as if pulling back from the cold harshness of a raging blizzard just outside. We retreat to the warmth of our fireplaces, radiating with warmth and...
FROM THE WILDERNESS WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD By James Strauss Our studies of the universe cause us to cower inward, as if pulling back from the cold harshness of a raging blizzard just outside. We retreat to the warmth of our fireplaces, radiating with warmth and...