Author: Will Schmit

Awake, a grave refuses permanence. Wide eyed lily witness, scent to a blind world. Now the Blood spilled is the Blood welling up in forgiveness. Spared despair, we crack eggs in a bowl and wait, as

Jesus started His public ministry with the declaration, “Repent! The Kingdom of God is at hand!” Matthew 4:17 If He said that today it might come out as, “Change your perspective. I got this. I

Angels hitchhike on the truck side of lonely. Lovely weeds bend in the flying dust of wheels stopping to start again. The driver might chatter football, the radio Gospel, or tripe. This part of the

It came to me as a suddenly sobering thought that how I move my body might reflect how the Body of Christ moves in the world. Paul prays in Ephesians 3:16-19…”that He would grant you,

Just by changing a letter greed becomes green. Imagine such a world filling a chair alone in a room whispering. The power of words starts with smaller things; hen scratches the marks of a tortoise

Abandoned shopping cart in a creek, twinkle twinkle. Rainy season; plastic tarps rumble in the wind, blankets become roofs. Our homegrown homeless get headlines when cops clear the campground. The war they’re running from is

Where is the borderline of our house of worship? Does our love and faith extend past the parking lot or the back pew of the sanctuary? The violent clash of cultures that dominate our headlines

chamomile yellows low to the shifting ground, another boot is keeping toes from knowing what grows below. the rain is washing blood the sun wasting time on fresh graves the wind is way ahead of

Excerpted from Jesus Inside : A Prison Minister’s Manual  due to be published by EABooks DEc 2015 The unbelieving world asks, “What good is prayer,” never guessing what evil has been prevented or diminished by