Feelings are foreign to me; at least feelings over which I don’t have some sort of control.
I fear that I shall never live to see / a world that’s lived the way her God designed
flames burn hot today and yesterday – and days before. I pray for fire – pure with shalom.
convenient, I say, They in their boat, I in mine. Let’s just blame the storm.
If a picture paints a thousand words
I could post one now and be done.
with this Life?
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.
Some of you who know me have heard my rant on Alanis Morisette’s 1996 hit, “Ironic”, where she sings about … More
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.