Linda L. Kruschke

Contributor Biography

Linda L. Kruschke writes candid memoir and fearless poetry, and delves into hard issues others avoid. She aspires to show women that God’s redemption and healing are just a story away. She blogs at AnotherFearlessYear.net and AnchoredVoices.com, and has been published in Fathom MagazineThe Christian JournalBible AdvocateiBelieve.comWeToo.org blogThe Mighty, and several anthologies.

She is editor of Swallow’s Nest, the poetry journal of Oregon Christian Writers.

Psalm for My Savior


 

For You, O Lord, have delivered my soul from death
The anguish of death and darkness entangled me
I called on the name of the Lord: “O Lord, save me!”
Praise God, my Savior who provided my ransom

 

The anguish of death and darkness entangled me
My eyes filled with tears, my feet beneath me stumbled
Praise God, my Savior who provided my ransom
Rescued me from trouble, sorrow, and shadows deep

 

My eyes filled with tears, my feet beneath me stumbled
The Lord, my God, heard my cry for love and mercy
Rescued me from trouble, sorrow, and shadows deep
Now I know His grace and favor are mine to keep

 

The Lord, my God, heard my cry for love and mercy
He looked upon the turmoil of my anguished soul
Now I know His grace and favor are mine to keep
I will ever praise His glorious name, Jesus

 

He looked upon the turmoil of my anguished soul
I called on the name of the Lord: “O Lord, save me!”
I will ever praise His glorious name, Jesus
For You, O Lord, have delivered my soul from death

Selah

Sweet refrain of the Psalms

Envelopes my soul in grace

Lightens my load with peace

Anointed One my place of rest

Hear, O God, my prayer

I Will Praise You

I will praise You 

with my broken heart

In Your goodness and mercy You heal me

 

I will praise You

in the raging storm

Your mighty right hand will calm the winds

 

I will praise You 

when the flowers bloom

Their beauty a witness to Your glory

 

I will praise You 

while the sun shines bright

It points to You as my eternal Light

 

The works of Your creation testify

You alone are worthy of praise

 

Created in Your image we have the power

to create, but only from what You first made

 

Guide us, O Lord, to use our creative power

for good and not for evil

that the whole earth would glorify You in praise

 

I will praise You

Praise the Lord

Drawn In

I’m drawn like cobalt to a magnet,

My paucity attracted to Your infinite grace.

 

You don’t need me;

Yet—

You draw me in because

You love me.

 

Iron shavings scattered on the floor

Come together in Your magnetic presence.

 

Pieces of my broken and sinful heart,

Scattered on the wind,

You gather and I take shape in You.

LKN

Contributor Biography

LKN is a page-performance-slam-street poet. He has performed in close to 1,900 events in 20 countries. His poetry was featured in The History Channel’s HistoryCon, Poetry Festival Singapore, and The Toronto International Festival of Authors. LKN’s craft is notable in the poetry slams of Singapore and Toronto. He is also a busking poet in the streets of Manila, Singapore and Hong Kong.

The Road Less Paused On

Cross the street with trodden feet

tired, sired from the city heat. 

Callous lines spread from its edges

half-burnt. A warrior, soldiers on

on words unwritten. He knows

the path of the righteous is full of

steel hands, asphalt heads—trying 

compassion. Towering over grounded 

sighs, oversize is the ego: the unhumbled.

Noon wails, in overcrowded litany.

He prays silently. Faith need not scream

in battles fought daily. Bravery

becomes the ashed alley of the weary.

Unyielding is the grace of a child

wearing an armour of tenacity, waving

a banner of the breathing word.

Alive, in life’s pedestrian crossing

still… walking.