Crushing Religious Boxes

The box. It calls.  Beckons…”Come rest in me.  My straight walls. Sharp edges.”  It hides… A people.  Asking them to leave…. The freedom bought in Christ. To hide inside…it’s small, dark corners.  Confined. While open skies beckon higher.  Calling deeper…drawing closer to The Source. Fear resists the open. Like an infant….feeling…. Safer.  With small.  Shallow.  Confining […]

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The Biker in Church Today

I see him.  Greeting time.  Standing in the back of the church.  Against the wall. Coffee.  Small talk.  People wondering….how long they must chat…..before sitting idol for service again. Tall one.  6 foot plus.  Long haired.  Giant.  Biker-like.  Straggly hair.  Leather wearing.  Intimidating one. Alone. No one introducing.  Not fitting in with….the one’s around him mindlessly […]

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Unmentionable Word

Word Unspeakable. Offensive. Disreputable. Disrespectable.  Disregardable to many. And it makes me question….. This word….is it part of our being? And do we often run from.  Reject. Disown things that reflect pieces of ourselves we don’t like? The word? Homeless. And I question…. Does this word offend us….because Home isn’t in us?  And this world…..though beautiful.  […]

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Who Are you Inviting this Thanksgiving?

As the holidays come. Expected.  Anticipated. Dreaded….by some.  I must ask…. Who are you inviting to your Thanksgiving table this year? Thinking about years past….. First year with spouse.  We sat, in a Restaurant.  Just us two.  Night before putting on my wedding dress.  Then, those times as a child.  House packed with Grandmas and Grandpas […]

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China….Again?

We had not even left.  When seeds stirred restless in my soul….. To return. China.  Something more….than any place I have known before. God seed sprouting….planted four years earlier.  In a dream. Seeing Asian children, inside an orphanage. And never imagining I would have really been there. The faces.  The people.  Somehow not foreign. Soil moistened…..by […]

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Ponderings from the Pond 2: Where Fire Burns Deep

The moment my foot touches grass, it is as if creation rejoices that I’ve abandoned tile floors…..and entered into natures home.  The breath inside my lungs expands…..as I am….. Drawn outdoors. And I am taken, it seems, by my Makers hand…..To something more. A picture.  Or a story. I have yet to learn…. And to be […]

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