I fear that I shall never live to see / a world that’s lived the way her God designed
It didn’t start there, and it would not end there, but I now recognize the events of that day as my life’s epicenter.
I need you to see some flesh on the jagged bones of the life themes I’ve expressed in my poetry.
Notice any gaps there?
Blessings and breakage live perilously close to one another.
At times, blessings and breakage intertwine, to the point where you often can’t tell one from the other, if, in fact, they are not already one and the same.
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If you have ALL of the answers to EVERYTHING, it’s not really ‘faith’ anymore, is it? And even if you think you have all of the answers (bless your heart), please don’t think that you have all of MY answers. Because you don’t. And neither does Ted Cruz.
Pretty much every model of Christian thought I have sat under has happily fed my view that “The Kingdom of God” is mostly a place that is not here, in a time that is not yet.
I make no claim on having “arrived” at anything other than to say I have been elsewhere and now am here.
I make no claim of being more correct than another in theology or orthodoxy, and in no way will I intend to belittle or judge anyone else’s theology, orthodoxy, or lack thereof.