Have we prepared ourselves to play the game
This game of bestowal that's so illusive at first
The more we play we build the thirst
Have you checked on your brothers like you do your son
Because only together can we join to be one
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Welcome to Psalms in the Heart. This blog is a living journal of inner work—raw, honest, and rooted in connection. Here you’ll find poems, reflections, songs, and insights born from everyday life, spiritual study, and the ongoing struggle between the ego and the desire for truth. These writings are not polished sermons or distant philosophy. They come from the road, the workday, the quiet moments, and the storms of the heart. They explore love of friends, responsibility for one another, faith
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