Grouped by: Mindi Bach

    Upper Room

    03.28.18 | by Mindi Bach

      This wilderness casts shadows of gloom,Like a path leading only to doom,It has led to a door,Never opened before,I step into a small upper room. I behold a table before me,Set with elements that might just restore me,There is bread and a...

      The Wilderness

      02.06.18 | by Mindi Bach

        Is it possible that God could forget me?No chance for a life that is set free?Chastened and low,The world not my home,In the wilderness, God finally met me. But like Ezekiel, Elijah and Moses,It’s the suffering, through which he...