Amy Secrist

Tag: Christ

  • The Lord’s Joy

    The Lord’s joy beats like hearts, opens like clouds, rises like suns, waits to be found.

  • A Fearless Prayer

    Roll away my stone, its name is doubt. Roll away my stone, its name is insecurity. Roll away my stone, its name is pride. Roll away my stone, its name is fear. Roll away my stone, my name is faith. Roll away my stone, my name is surety. Roll away my stone, my name is…

  • Aubade

    After an Easter vigil’s consecration dawn cracks with such rotten angst I’m left with nothing but belief.