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I need more people willing to be my book endorsers! If you’re interested, reply here.

Why do I need more book endorsers?

-Books 7-12 of Redemptions Rhythms: Interpretive companion will soon have their final manuscripts submitted to my publisher.

-Moments in Time, a weekly year long Devotional will have its final manuscript submitted the end of September.

-The 15 Volume Companion Collections series book proposal will be submitted by the 4th quarter of 2026.

-The 12 Volume series book proposal (follow on to Redemptions Rhythms), Revelations Rhythms: Interpretive Companion, will be submitted sometime in 2027.

Thanks for your consideration:)

It’s been a few weeks, but finally I have received book proposal approval for:
-The Seeker Companion, Book 7
-The Disciplined Companion, Book 8
-The Parent Companion, Book 9
-The Pilgrim Companion, Book 10
-The Artist Companion, Book 11
-The Humorist Companion, Book 12

Only final punctuation checks remain,
but it’s going to be a busy July as Books 5 and 6 are entering proofing.

While the final books of Redemptions Rhythms: Interpretive Companion and Moments in Time work their way through the publisher’s process, I am looking toward my next adventure: Revelations Rhythms: Interpretive Companion.

This planned twelve-volume series will be built around Compositional Revelation Poems.

A Compositional Revelation Poem is a new poem created by composing lines drawn from across the Redemptions Rhythms canon into a unified work that reveals truths only implicit in the original poems. Modest revisions may be made to preserve meter, rhyme, and poetic integrity. Each Message is accompanied by a Companion composed from the corresponding Companion lines, preserving the interpretive dialogue that defines the series.

Below is the inaugural example, composed from two lines each of Humanity Repose—Communion, Salvation’s Sickness, Love Baptize, Providence’s Balm, and Life’s Death Redone.

Message

Providence’s Love Realized

In your wounded hands my deep pains balm,
With Providence’s tune in loving psalm;
Does fife’s bard gently travelers guide,
Dye my soul, ever baptize to provide
Life companion’s love daily to illume,
Unending devotion balm journey’s tomb?
Providence rescues and love now gives life—
Pain eases in the arms of my held wife,
So mercy’s love supplants lost thoughts in kind,
Replaces bereavement with loving’s mind.

Companion

By your healing touch soothe my deep hurts,
Divine heart’s song in joyful melody;
Does melody’s poet gently lead voyagers,
Transform me inside, immerse me to gift
Lifelong helpmate’s love shining brightly each day,
Ceaseless dedication soothe until death?
Providence preserves what love still holds—
Shared embrace eases embodied pain,
Kindness answers what intellect no longer speaks,
Removes deep sorrow with love’s understanding.

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Deeper than the deepest angst dearth
Births richer thanks that fill my soul;
Higher than the highest Fall, worth
Richer thanks that fulfill men whole.  

The Relationship Companion—Salvation’s Sickness

Time presses.
Strength fades.
Yet something continues.

Message
Unceasing time’s march quells weary aplomb,
Unending devotion balms journey’s tomb.

Companion
Never ending march of time overcomes tired confidence,
Ceaseless dedication soothes until death.

The Message compresses endurance.
The Companion names it.
Time does not stop.
But neither does devotion.

Coming up: Love Baptize—when surrender becomes necessary.

Coming soon: The Relationship Companion—Book 4 in the Redemptions Rhythms: Interpretive Companion series.

This volume explores Providence, the marriage bond, and the ways love endures when understanding falters and language grows strained. Each Message is paired with an Interpretive Companion—a parallel expression that comes alongside the original, inviting the reader to engage both with the mind in the middle.

The poems grew from lived experience. Some arrived quickly; others took years before they could be spoken clearly. As the work unfolded, earlier poems revealed meanings I had not fully understood when they were first written.

What emerged is a collection about grief and grace, loss and faithfulness, and the sustaining presence of Providence when life does not unfold as expected.

More details soon.

The Relationship Companion—Acknowledgments

Today I learned that the deadline for endorsements for Relationship was today. That means the book cover should be completed in the next week with launch soon after.

This brings to mind the one who truly deserves acknowledgment for the creation and soon to be physical existence of the book—Providence.

Providence is not considered all that much in today’s world. But it has its strong roots in the Reformation and in the Puritans.

Providence is God’s quiet governance when strength fails; the hand that leads where effort cannot.

And it is to Providence that I acknowledge this fourth book of the Redemptions Rhythms: Interpretive Companion Series—Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

Note: The Companion on the left comes alongside the Message on the right. Read them separately or together, with your mind in the middle.

When evil displays its head of deceit,
Condemning less spoken, blame’s finger brief—
Yet rails the self-righteous o’er sour in sweet,
With majors in minors, rage indiscreet,
Portends future conflict, nothing but grief,
When evil displays its head of deceit.
In joker’s realm, liar’s ravenous treat,
Reigns Providence muse, in truth the true fief;
Man’s vanity shows some good, some conceit,
Bound by weakness Man with goodness compete—
The hand of the mortal deemed to be chief.
When evil displays its head of deceit,
Conspiring to cheat scion’s golden teat,
Absconding redhanded, prosper’ty’s thief,
Yet rails the self-righteous o’er sour in sweet.
When evil displays its head of deceit
Man’s vanity shows some good, some conceit,
Good declared evil, oppression relief,
Yet rails the self-righteous o’er sour in sweet.

When evil displays its head of deceit,
Condemning less spoken, blame’s finger brief—
Yet rails the self-righteous o’er sour in sweet,
With majors in minors, rage indiscreet,
Portends future conflict, nothing but grief,
When evil displays its head of deceit.
In joker’s realm, liar’s ravenous treat,
Reigns Providence muse, the future’s true fief;
Man’s vanity shows some good, some conceit,
Bound by weakness Man with goodness compete,
The hand of the mortal deemed to be chief.
When evil displays its head of deceit,
Conspiring to warp, culture’s golden teat,
Absconding redhanded, named future’s thief,
Yet rails the self-righteous o’er sour in sweet.
When evil displays its head of deceit
Man’s vanity shows some good, some conceit,
Good declared evil, oppression relief,
Yet rails the self-righteous o’er sour in sweet.