Zach Uram's Blog

I walk through
The dark wilderness
Of my fractured mind
Babylon has fallen

The voices
Are never ending
Whispering things
I don’t want to hear

I am a stranger
In a strange land
My thoughts race
I cannot comprehend

I find refuge
In Christ
Order in chaos
A mighty Redeemer

On the ocean
Of my mind
He calms the waves
And beckons me

I am broken
But not defeated
When I am weak
Christ is strong

Pray for me
As I navigate
Hallucinations
And delusions

I have
The mind of Christ
I can discern
Spiritual matters

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024

Saturdays in the 1980s
We went to the mall
Century III
We had a ball

We walked
What seemed like miles
So much to do
We all had smiles

Looking at all the books
Was really great
We each got one book
There was nothing to hate

We threw pennies
Into the water tank
There were so many coins
I watched my penny as it sank

When we got hungry
There was plenty to eat
Au Bon Pain and Potato Sack
Orange Julius made it complete

My sisters – Vi and Tanya
Made the time pass fast
We laughed, joked and chatted
We had a blast

I had my very first coffee
At the Coffee Tree
I’ll never forget the aroma
I got it for free

We also visited the pipe shop
Pipes were arranged so neatly
Oh the aroma of the tobacco
It was heavenly

It was fun to see
The women with big hair
They used cans of hair spray
To achieve a look so debonair

Playing video games
At the arcade was so fun
I’d be in there
Until set the sun

We’d all pile into our car
A 1976 Volkswagen Rabbit
Powder blue
This mall was such a good habit

Sadly Century III is no more
It’s condemned and run down
But I still have my sweet memories
When it was the best mall in town

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024

I venture out
Into the snow

Where I’m going
I do not know

Such a splendid
Sight

A soft blanket
Of white

I spot
A black crow

It caws at me
And flies low

Each snowflake
Is unique

I hold a few
And take a peek

They are so beautiful
Crystalline complexity

Evidence of God
A great diversity

I look under
A street light

Below I see
A dazzling sight

Like millions
Of diamonds shimmering

Such brilliance
I behold the glittering

I trek back home
It’s a cold night

The full moon
Shines bright

I go to bed
All cozy and warm

Outside rages
The Arctic snowstorm

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024

The wind howls
In the cold night

On the streets
Not a soul in sight

We are snug and cozy
In our home

We are thankful
We have no place to roam

With a cup of hot tea
In our hand

We read Scripture
And pray for our land

America needs to repent
Of its sin

Christ died for us
He was a propitiation

The fireplace crackles
We are nice and warm

Now we read a good novel
Outside rages a snow storm

We lay down to sleep
A sleep so deep

Goodnight to all
Hear Christ’s call

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024

My name is Zak

My mind is out of whack

Mentally speaking

I have a few screws loose

On the train of sanity

I ride in the caboose

I suffer from

Schizophrenia, major depression

And anxiety disorder too

Sanity I do eschew

I am rather crazy

My grasp of reality

Can be rather hazy

by Zachary Uram

(c) 2024

In Christ Alone
Is found my hope
He saved me
When I was at the end
Of my rope

My Redeemer
He set my soul free
God breathed
New life
In me

My Lord
His sovereign grace
Saved a wretch
Like me
Christ saves every race

My Savior
In Him I am complete
Christ died for me
Every single sin
I have a Lord so sweet

My King
Whom I adore
Christ provides
For my every need
My fate is secure

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024

The noble knight
Advanced into battle
Riding his white steed
He thrusts his spear
Into many a Saracen
This was mortal combat
Satanic Islam spread
Across the Middle East
Like a vicious cancer
Taking over
Historic Christian lands
The Saracens raped, looted
And murdered their way
Across the Holy Land
Convert to Islam or die
Many of those in Christ
Took the path of the martyr
The Saracens advance into
Western Europe ground to a halt
Thanks to many a brave
And courageous Christian
Who shed their blood
So that Christendom
Would be free
No heavy yoke of sharia law
For the green lands
Of Western Europe

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024

My sister Vi and I
Gaze out our windows
Admiring the first snow
Of this winter
In each unique snowflake
Is a crystalline microcosm
So too are our souls
Each unique
Those who are in Christ
Have been washed
In His precious blood
New creations
We are made as white
As new fallen snow

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024

Divine Logos
Uncreated and eternal
Condescends as a human
Man in God
God in man
Totally man
Whilst totally God
Who can fathom
A deep mystery
Miracle of miracles
The God Man lives
Infant babe
King of Kings
A spotless Lamb
Lord of Lords
Christ was born to die
So that we may live

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024

The divine Logos
Uncreated and eternal
Condescends as a human
The man in God
The God in man
Totally man
Whilst totally God
Who can fathom
This mystery
This miracle
The God Man lives
This infant babe
The King of Kings
This spotless Lamb
The Lord of Lords
Christ was born to die
So that we may live

by Zachary Uram
(c) 2024