by Mo Isom Aiken | Poetry
I am but clay in the potter’s hands, a mass amongst many in the workshop of life. Formless and shapeless, no use or demands, simple and naive, unfamiliar to strife. To my left rest many, resembling me, but they’re hardened and drying, crumbling in state....
by Mo Isom Aiken | Poetry
“Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call His name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.” –Matthew 1:23 A Amazing absolution! A B beloved baby’s birth. C Christ carefully created, D...
by Mo Isom Aiken | Love & Relationships, Poetry, Sex
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”–Matthew 11:28 I was blessed to stumble across this amazing piece of poetry today. In my “Kissless ‘Till Next Christmas” ministry, you have only had the...
by Mo Isom Aiken | Adversity, Daily Walk, Faith
“For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but a spirit of power, love, and self-discipline.” –2 Timothy 1:7 What is your biggest fear? Think about it…what scares you? Are you scared of snakes? Spiders? Heights? Are you scared you...
by Mo Isom Aiken | Dating, Identity
Wow…that may have been the longest span yet that I have gone without posting. I am deeply sorry. I FINALLY have internet set up at my new place, but these past few weeks have been a whirl-wind. Now that I am settled in, you can expect more posts to start...