I would much rather hurt among the living than be at peace among the dead.
Tag: love
Jealous
He loves us with an immense and powerful love, huge and stormy, with rolling thunder and flashing lightning and torrents of falling grace. He loves us like an ocean that always breaks against our shores and, tide after tide, seeks to draw us back into Himself. He loves us like True North loves a magnet, turning our attention always towards Him.
Me and Osama
There is a good chance I am going to offend you here. Just lettin’ you know. A friend of mine noted today that I was conspicuously absent… Read more “Me and Osama”
Creator’s Heart, part one.
We have pulled down the Romance of God and replaced it with the golden calf of expedience and security. And so, we have lost our art; and our heart.
Passion Week, Good Friday: Courage
He was an old man, but full of energy, and his brown eyes merrily peered out of the tangled web of laugh lines and stress marks that… Read more “Passion Week, Good Friday: Courage”
Passion Week, Thursday: Foundations
Maundy Thursday. Thursday, during the day, again we have no recorded activity. Jesus knew what was coming, He took His time getting back into town. Redemption was… Read more “Passion Week, Thursday: Foundations”
An Open Letter to a Friend, Lost on the Road
I found the way to my destination and found my destiny along the path, like golden bread crumbs left by another weary traveler.
Cross Myself, Ashes pt. 2
Forty days to cross myself and remember that my selfishness was and is costly.
The Heart Breaks and Breaks
Each time we kneel down to pick up the shattered pieces of our hearts, the act itself is a prayer of hope. And as we put the shards back together, knitting them with tears, our heart expand to include things we never thought we could feel or do.
Hums, Hymns, Doodles and Daydreams 