Writing, Design, Hospitality
I grew up in a pastor’s home and came to a fundamental knowledge of the gospel at a young age, but didn’t have a saving knowledge of the gospel until I was a teenager. We moved around quite a bit which led to surface level relationships at best. This sounds like a diss on my … Continue reading My Salvation Story
Thankfully, I don’t have a “father wound” but there are rival wounds. Needless, this song is a cry of the heart for those who have “superficial” wounds in the eyes of those who have suffered at the hands of their fathers.
When I've lapped still waters into mud, and eaten green pastures to the nub, when I stumble onto the righteous path, and forget the fading of your wrath, remind me. For the sake of your great name, remind me. When my feet fall fast on the dew of valley grass, and worry by the fading … Continue reading Remind Me: a Poem (Psalm 106, and 23)
Tim Holman, Writer 