Here I will share poems and thoughts, ideas some strange, but I am made to make you think. 

I was baptized years ago, but I didn’t leave my old life behind.  

I went under the water, but nothing in me had actually changed.  

So in my heart, it never felt real.

This time was different.

Vox Church baptized me, but God had already rebuilt me long before I stepped into that tank.  

I came to the water as a man who had already walked away from the old architecture.

Before they lowered me in, I raised the Scout salute and spoke the Scout Oath — not as nostalgia, but as covenant.  

A declaration of who I am now.

What once felt like wasted years has become formation.  

This baptism wasn’t emotion. It was alignment.  

It counted because I finally did.

So many have come

Leaving us numb

Many things they say

But there's only One Way

Who is this God above

Why humans does He love

At times they seem to need

A shove

He sent many men

Some with a pen

Them, the people, did not heed

Then the One came

Who was not lame

On Him they put the blame

It was the creed 

For Him to bleed

There was need

He came from above

To give a greater love

Our sins on Him were laid

The way to heaven He paved

With His dying breath 

He saved us from Death

All because of

The love of one