Expressing the inexpressible
Paul says, “When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child…” The truth was incomplete – the covenant was a contract. God’s intervention was a quid pro quo and my understanding was delusional. “When I grew up…” I talk like a grown-up, […]
Read More Good NewsThe questions we ask make the answers we get. So, we must pay attention and listen first. Being ruled by the numbers, misses ourselves. Calculated assessment is meaningless Rain measured in volume and duration makes life an endless series of droughts and floods. Soaked by the rain and absorbing its wetness, be filled with […]
Read More Q & AThe Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly. Sometimes She pushes me along. Sometimes She pushes me back. She caresses me with a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust. To hear Her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence She came, or where She goes. […]
Read More WhispererAlas, our tapestry is ripped; but, we’re not irreparable. Woven and inseparable, part of the cloth, we can’t be snipped. Fashion glorifies the rend, the world marginalizes tears. Separation shreds without cares, love, though, is the cloth on the mend. Knitting a patch is not magic. Despite feeling so abandoned; our unlovedness is […]
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