Trane Of Thought 3 Jazz Gospel Waltzing

Creativity and improvisation; as God created all that is, ex nihilo - out of nothingness, sculpting what I know as reality out of that which could not be, before my parched awareness was made to swim and dance amid the eternal rhythm of His divine perfection. Hallelujah! Swing! Like Elvin in a mist of blue upon a K Zildjian never again to sing sweet colors, the truth is what I hear and think and know to be the answer to my prayer. Thank you, Lord! Thank you for symmetry among the chaos, beauty for ashes, and a perfect way to a perfect truth that leads to a prefect life here and now in this war. Picasso knew and Rodin too. Snap a shot before the grass withers and dies, before the vapor vanishes in the wisp of a forgotten moment unable to remain. Sustain that instant in the tone and the timbre of a purely tuned tom while others tarry, carried along by the insidious base emotions that so ensnare the hearts of men as beauty enters. The center of more chaste delights than offered in this world waits up yonder in the room of Christ's abode. And so, I linger here listening to Coltrane once again as only my Lord can make the crooked places straight within the narrow gate that beckons now as ever, the day eternally progressing onward to the night of my life. This; this is who I am; a listener through the all of God’s perfection full of grace, may His mercy lead me on to see His face. Amen.

© 2007-2011 Brian L Hunter

Prayer For Light

Lord, crucify the pride in me. Permeate my soul, I pray, with light and let not one crevice in me continue in darkness. Renew, I beseech thee, your covenant in me today so that the only remaining desire that burns in me is the hope of your all satisfying glory and the never-ending bliss your grace affords.

© 2007-2010 Brian L Hunter

Incredible Lightness

The world says to give the offender the silent treatment, shun their Facebook page, and conspire with any sympathizers against him or her. God says to bless and to pray. The reactionary path I take defines whose servant I am and in whom I place all of my hope. Am I a new creation? Or, will I act just like I did way back when it was all about me, my vindication, and my feelings? Lord, wash me with the truth of your Word today and do surgery on my heart with your two-edged sword. Let no root of bitterness spring up and defile me today. Let me be so completely satisfied in you and in your goodness that I scarcely notice when evil is directed my way. I trust in the angels encamped round about me, in your faithfulness, and in your benevolence. You take delight in the prosperity of your servants, oh God, and I thank you. Let it be done in me and unto me according to your perfect will and according to the Word which you have spoken. Amen.


© 2007-2010 Brian L Hunter

Got Hurt?

If you have hurt my feelings or insulted me, my reaction proves my spiritual character and the maturity of my relationship with God. Vengeance is not mine and perhaps it is by your insult that God will make me holier than I was before the affront. "Bless them that curse you, and pray for them which despitefully use you." (Luke 6:28)


© 2007-2010 Brian L Hunter

Blessed To Be

I am indebted, in covenant with The Most High God, united to and in Christ alone, and forsaking all others... Cleaving to Jesus, my only hope, I joyfully contemplate the mystery of being baptized into His death and, having been planted together in the likeness of His death, I shall be also in the likeness of his resurrection. Glory!


© 2007-2010 Brian L Hunter