by Mark Weinrich

No matter how imprecise
and impossible, I struggle
and fight to capture time.
With ruler, yardstick, and
construction tape, I try
to shrink, to cram, and cage
this wriggling beast.
Then when I’m exhausted
God’s Spirit reminds me
that the strand of seconds,
days, and years has been broken.

When Jesus took His first breath,
His first step outside time
into the shimmering
living stream flowing from the
throne. He anointed us with
everlasting hope, showing
that only one thing matters—
trusting His eternal love,
for His victory is seed,
seeds of every victory to come.
And nothing can defeat or break 
the power of His love for us.

Mark Weinrich lives a creative life as a writer, photographer, musician, and artist—all wrapped together in an outdoorsman. He is a retired pastor and nine-year cancer survivor. His writing and photography have appeared in over 130 news stand, inspirational, and literary publications. He has sold eight children’s books and currently has two fantasy novels on Kindle.