

My Immaculate Dream
Against so many mortal fears, always waging a timeless war, unforgiving were the years that only made me love you more. So immaculate was my dream, always empowering me to rise, only love dares redeem the living truth from morbid lies. For you my heart defied an Enemy always so unjust, for whom no rules applied, never to deserve our trust. Can this false leader now reviled be made whole once again, or must a heart long defiled be destroyed with all his men? Persecuting me sin
Andre Lamartin
21 hours ago


Out of Many, One
Having lived overseas the majority of my life, not by personal choice, but as an imposition dictated by circumstances well beyond my control, my love for the United States of America has never been an overpowering sentiment simply determined by birth alone. The notion that love often requires an equal measure of personal self-sacrifice, always in the defense of our highest values, interests, ideas, dreams and beliefs, was never entirely lost on me. Though the Bible taught me
Andre Lamartin
Jan 19


No Greater Love Is There
No greater love is there than for that to our heart always true. While I would be sincerely elated to say that the love of God and of my closest ones always accompanied me throughout the most trying of recent years, it would be tragically dishonest, emotionally remiss and spiritually facetious to do so. Like the Biblical figure Job, after all the spiritual trials indomitably endured, saying that I literally felt cursed by the highest of heavenly authorities would be a crass u
Andre Lamartin
Oct 15, 2025
