Whispers

I hear a voice I had not known: “I relieved your shoulder of the burden; your hands were freed from the basket. In distress you called, and I rescued you. – Psalm 81:5b-7a (NRSV) I’ve never felt close to God in a personal buddy-buddy kind of way. It’s never been...

Whispers

I hear a voice I had not known: “I relieved your shoulder of the burden; your hands were freed from the basket. In distress you called, and I rescued you. – Psalm 81:5b-7a (NRSV) I’ve never felt close to God in a personal buddy-buddy kind of way. It’s never been...

Denial

To die for life — what a laugh! To accept the kiss of betrayal — such foolishness! To save by suffering — only delusion! I cannot stand such shame — there is no glory in this, No glory in human death — since Cain, you have known this...

Without You

There must be you. There has to be you. Without you, how will I sleep at night? How will I rest if not in the knowledge that you are there — beside, behind, before, long ago and forever? Without you, how will I laugh in the storm? Only the impossibility of you...

Wondering

Do you brush cloud designs across the sky, sweeping in broad strokes or finger painting when you’re in the mood, pretending just as we do that here is a duck and there is a t-rex? Does the artistic beauty distract you from our ugly violence? How do you manage it...

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