O Church, Arise

Good morning, Christian. Today, you and I and all who are united with Christ rise from sleep to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus, son of Mary and son of God. As we rise from sleep, we are reminded of two other risings — one past, and one future. We rise this morning and gather with … More O Church, Arise

A Wedding Poem

WEDDING INVITATION POEM Gunner & Cindi Gundersen Fall 2001 For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ … More A Wedding Poem

Before “O Holy Night”: “Minuet chrétiens” (“Midnight, Christians”)

The classic Christmas hymn “O Holy Night” is a translation and paraphrase of the original French poem “Minuit, chrétiens” (“Midnight, Christians”) by Placide Cappeau (1808-1877). Below is the literal English translation of Cappeau’s original work. “Minuit chrétiens” (“Midnight, Christians”) Midnight, Christians, it is the solemn hour, When God-man descended to us To erase the stain … More Before “O Holy Night”: “Minuet chrétiens” (“Midnight, Christians”)

A Thrill of Hope

From beneath a stunning Christmas Eve blanket of snow in Tulsa, Oklahoma, here are two spectacular versions of my favorite Christmas hymn to stir your heart and heat your worship.  Although lesser known by far, I like the second more than the first, because Celine Dion is a performer, while David Phelps is a worshiper.  … More A Thrill of Hope

Precious Lessons from John Piper, William Cowper, and John Newton

Tonight I read the second chapter of John Piper’s The Hidden Smile of God entitled “Insanity and Spiritual Songs in the Life of William Cowper.”  There are some precious quotes from the chapter, some on poetry because Cowper and Piper are poets, some on despair because Cowper’s was chronic, and some on John Newton because he was … More Precious Lessons from John Piper, William Cowper, and John Newton


Yesterday was Father's Day.  Tomorrow is Judah's six-month birthday.  So today has a lot of meaning for me.  This new poem called "See" is what I've been thinking lately, as best as I can express it and as best as I can make the 11×17" double-column print version look on a blog.  This is also my new … More “See”

Fly to Jesus

Weak and wounded sinner Lost and left to die O, raise your head, for love is passing by Come to Jesus Come to Jesus Come to Jesus and live! Now your burden’s lifted And carried far away And precious blood has washed away the stain, so Sing to Jesus Sing to Jesus Sing to Jesus … More Fly to Jesus

“House of Mourning”: A Meditation and a Poem

A lot of people died this summer. A lot of people die every summer, but what I mean is that a lot of people that I knew died in the past few months – more than during any other period of my life that I can remember.  Stephanie Wood/Perfect and family.  John Bower.  Lynda Varner.  Bethany Rehrer and … More “House of Mourning”: A Meditation and a Poem