Ponderings from the Pond 4: The Voice of God.

Sitting down with the Lord. This time.  Just doesn’t suffice.  So I open the doors.  And am carried outside. Where God speaks best. Armed with camera.  Total abandonment.  And rejoicing in the goodness of God.  Seeing my son returning after nine months on missions. Passing by.  Fire pit.  But God-eyes see it different.  This time.  An […]

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When A Homeless Man Chases You. In China.

We emerge.  Half way across the world.  From an underground subway.  And his feet are the first thing I see. Patched with stories of the places that he has been. Calloused. Filthy. Me. Dumbstruck.  Imagining the reality.  Some people don’t have shoes. Ascending from below.  Shanghai.  Navigating through thousands of silent people. To the streets. Up the […]

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When Silence Speaks. And a nearly 100 yr old Aunt.

It’s been awhile.  But, then, it’s Mother’s Day.  And she has no children. I creep in.  Unnoticed.  Just a silhouette.  Me.  Her niece.  Forgotten a long time ago.  All because of Alzheimers. But, this time. So close to death. Her mis-wired head….leaves her with no words. And she is absolutely beautiful. And why is the silence…..most […]

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A Journey Toward Christ-likeness

Homeless one.  I see you. Why do you wander like I used to? Greed and idolaters.  Why do you seek earthly treasures…that as you chase them…they elude you? Addiction.  Why do you find her?  What shame has made sin have such power? Innocence.  Why have you robbed her?  Left empty, useless, fleeting power. Dwindling strength……Where is your […]

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RADICAL & The Stranger With Dark Skin & A Slanted Nose

We enter our friends 5200 square foot house. Take off our shoes.  And spy him on a stool.  Unassuming. Not standing front and center. Or loudly declaring his convictions. Just silent. On a stool. Yet, instantly, he stands out. Dark skin. Nose bent. This ex-Muslim, in our midst. And, we all stand back. Waiting for words […]

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Do You Know Who You Are? Really?

Walking out the door as a child, my mom would always shout out from the front porch steps, “Remember who you are!” And as a teen, I drove away speedily….from both my mom…and that question. Yet, I could still hear her voice long in the distance…..“Remember who you are.”   And to be frank. I had no idea […]

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