Monthly Archives: April 2017

Reel Faith

Many things you fear come to pass, but most don’t; and since you never know which will or won’t, it makes more sense to fear none. But my Pollyanna is more my Puddleglum, and my optimism quotient is tempered by … Continue reading

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Running to Catch Up

Originally posted on Apronhead:
Cycles of life, ups, downs, the twirling and twisting threads that interlace a life from time and biology and divine design, and it speeds up and slows down till I am dizzy. The simplicity of youth…

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My Book of Uncommon Prayers: I Still Believe

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Your brokenness has broken me; what has shattered in you has sent thin shards, piercing my surety, and I have been left with disappointment and sadness, lying limp on this rock foundation. I still believe—help Thou…

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Your God is Too Small

Originally posted on A p r o n h e a d — Lilly:
Your god is too small— this science, this rational-dependent mind, this earthbound philosophy. Since when did such a god ever come close to redeeming, ever come…

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Asking you, asking me . . .

Does your faith-life even require Jesus? Got the maxims memorized. Got the rules down. Is religion more your bulwark than relationship— behavior and image more important than face-falling service, open-hearted devotion to His worthiness? Has purpose surpassed person? Maybe it’s … Continue reading

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Angel in the Rough

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She was an angel, I think, if angels can be plain, rough, and all crisp around the edges, dressed in hygienic blue. I had read all…

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Dream Streams

When light fades to black, and the chill comes, when horizon and foreground meld to one, and minutes tick by slower than day; I find myself alone with my thoughts—the rest of my world sleeps. Invisible, intangible, dream streams of … Continue reading

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A Limping Life

I heard your whisper in the wind, and I leaned to listen; but my lisping voice rose rough and rasping, replaying all the shame moments, the named moments—over and over, owning their bite. I glimpsed your face in the greening … Continue reading

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Shadows Fall

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When dark shadows lengthen and pathways clash, we fight our way through, each on his own, but not, bumping others, helping others, avoiding some; and the destination is beyond this black—beyond these mere pinpricks of comprehension,…

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The Whirring

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Pathways of the mind, wandering thoughts, detoured by suffering as much as certainty, and attention to intention wanes with the onslaught of feelings— vulnerable, sideswiped— almost certainly erring, at least in part—and the thoroughfare of mind-numbing…

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