Or IS it a “sign” at all?
Self-challenge, and… go.
I still don’t know where to start.
The Magi showed up / And revealed / Divinity
Sonnet XLI – Christmastide
It’s “Boxing Day” which means the season’s o’er? In ‘Murica, again, we have it wrong.
Who would do /
This / On purpose?
In general, I find a great deal of peace and predictability in the turning of the liturgical seasons. In other ways, it’s tremendously troublesome.
Always waiting. Always looking for what’s next. “OK, that one’s done, and I guess it didn’t ‘work’ either. What do we wait for next?”
Unwrapping the Gift of Wenceslas
I have to be honest; I’ve never liked this carol much.
On Advent – VII: Wait With Me
Sonnet XXXIX: On Advent – VI
I wait for joy. Again, this year, I wait.
On Advent – IV: Displaced Darkness?
Last night / We watched the candles / Lighted
On Advent – I: Love Has Freed Us All
Life finds a way / Love finds a way / Amor nos omnes liberavit
“Admitting weakness makes us strong” A paradox for certain How can a “right” seem oh so wrong Revealed by open … More
A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
The road from here is rocky danger /
And when we reach the end – who knows? / A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
Into the Gray – #SoCS
These days, anyone who says the Bible is “crystal clear” on anything beyond “God is love” is immediately suspect in my mind.
Hiding in the Pews
The author is uniquely qualified to bring his story to the table. Not only was he a “pew hider”, he was also a “pulpit hider”, and after a suicide attempt, he became an advocate for those struggling in the pews and a coach for the leaders of those churches who misunderstand, stigmatize, and ultimately bring harm to those in their care who suffer from mental illness.
knowing the nature of cycles is often all that moves us forward.
One must learn to bask in Here’s Now Glow / Before sprinting to the Next Brighter There.
Striving Ends… When?
My challenging is not yet finished.
I’m going to retreat; It’s the only way forward.
Luck Ain’t Got a Thing to Do With It
For me, “luck” falls into a bucket of words I find generally unhelpful, like “blessed”, “fated”, “chance”, “good fortune” and the like. They are all words that remove most, if not all, sense of self-determination and/or the fact that sometimes things just “happen”, both good and bad.