Delilah Lulls Samson

How strong are you, Samson? Gifted ruler. Foretold and anointed. Unbeaten. Mighty conqueror. Slayer of soldiers by the hundreds, Fearsome Destroyer. Till lulled on her lovely lap, Where you have no business being, You sell your soul to the temptress And Delilah destroys you, Fearsome Destroyer, With her guile, and her nagging. And your full permission. …

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You’re Bleeding Out

Your personal defense bubble Swelled to the size of a wrestling ring. You are catching punches That I’m not throwing. Bleeding from old wounds I did not inflict. Where I extend an olive branch, You perceive me brandishing a menacing thornbush. Your unseen assailant wails unpredictable blows. The maniac pummels you mercilessly. My outstretched arms Are …

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Ever heard of the “Doctrine of Balaam”?

When you first meet Balaam in the book of Numbers, he seems like a great guy. A look behind the curtain exposes a monster! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My Book Napping in Delilah’s Lap: The Plague of Pornography in the Pew & the Pulpit, available in Bookstores in June 2020, is a memoir and wake-up call outlining our capacity to …

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“I’m Fine, Thanks!” The Answer of Bondage

My Book Napping in Delilah’s Lap: The Plague of Pornography in the Pew & the Pulpit, available in Bookstores in June 2020, is a memoir and wake-up call outlining our capacity to be ensnared by a myriad fowlers – pride, food, sex, electronics, power, shopping, drugs, achievement, and control, to name a few. The poem below …

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Nature’s Free for All

  If you wake up early enough, You’ll be treated to visible spider webs. Everywhere. Delicate strength, Laden with dew, Dancing for you, Swinging, inviting your hair to romance. They’ll court you this Fall Bejeweled like pearls, They’ll adorn your curls. They’ll drape your neck, You’ll scream, “what the heck?” And bat away at nature’s …

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My Dumb-Ass Moment of the Day

There’s a reason I need to take naps every day. Driving home from scouts this evening, I told my son, ” The sunset is phenomenal. Does that cloud look like an angry cash slot? I’m so sad that it’s getting late earlier and earlier.“ “You mean it’s getting dark earlier and earlier,” he corrected smugly, which …

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