Here I Am

Here I am: lost in the wilderness, chasing sheep and rabbit holes, out of touch with my own spirit and being, but here I am — wherever “here” is. Here I am: unsettled and uncertain, overwhelmed by grief and setback, desperate for meaning from burning...

Lessons

What example shall I be, O LORD, for the blessing of your name? If an example of grace, I might be tempted to idolize and (try to) enact a perfect persona. If an example of faith, I might fold doubt beneath my coat or tuck it into my pockets like cold hands in winter,...

Currents

No amount of straining or swimming, of longing or praying can free me from the currents of life that I think myself so adept in navigating. For the stream runs on without a care and the storms come (inevitably, invariably) to show off their lack of care and deference....

Now My Soul Is Troubled

I would pray, “God, save me!” Help me pray, “God, be glorified.” I would pray, “Christ, comfort me!” Help me pray, “Christ, hear my sister.” I would pray, “Spirit, teach me!” Help me pray, “Spirit, send...

Traveling

With every flight and every new city, I am mercifully one step farther away from you in miles, in memories, in fresh molecules of air on my skin to erase any traceĀ of your breath. [Where can I go from your spirit? How far can I flee from your presence?] Cleveland....

Skeptical

Is that you, God, peering through the crap? Is that muck of life truly you in all your glory, or is it me kicking my dirt in your direction while you as the gardener examine how to make good use of such shi*? Is that you, God, burning within my core? Is it your holy...

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