Author Archives: jackpelham

In this society, Jesus is immensely popular for various reasons, while also being, hands down, the most misunderstood man in the history of this Earth. Let me demonstrate for you the following schedule, rough-hewn from my own long-term observations of … Continue reading →

As it turns out, I do not have such great need of youAs would make sufferable to me the returnOf all the baggage that experience has shownComes inseparably with.

I’m all for self-awareness and responsible living, but if one believed all the memes one sees today, one might think that Jesus himself needed anger management counseling, based on all the times he got angry with people in the Bible … Continue reading →

Did Enoch walk to Heaven?Or was it the fact that God sent for himAnd had him drawn up there? And when they built that towerWith the aim of getting up there themselves,How did that Go? And did Elijah get up … Continue reading →

What should you expect, really,When the father is himselfAloof and irresponsible?

What is the refresh rate for one’s self-view? For example, having lost weight, and having felt good about himself as a result, how much may one regain before it is reflected accordingly in the downturn of his self-related emotions? Indeed, … Continue reading →

The one was tortured from youth with false accusations.Another with unmeetable demands.Another still with overbearing disapproval.And yet another with unjust violence. They were tormented with withering correction,With insolent criticism.With irresponsible impatience.

Someone among humankind had to be the firstTo venture to believe that asking questions of the Bible,So as to better understand it is a sin of wanton faithlessness.

Some people latch onto truths One by one as they find them,And eventually become Much fuller people than those Who prefer to keep their distanceFrom the facts as they search onFor something they like better.

Year after year, they go back to the pre-accepted lieAnd celebrate it all over again,Counting themselves vigilant and devout for it,And rehearsing enough of its details To feel a bit of it once again,Savoring the dark reverieAnd the sense of … Continue reading →