Commitment to Community

I have not always been merciful to my community and it has not always been kind to me. I have doubted its loyalty and distanced myself from the possibility of pain. I have shown up unwilling to work or waver in my stubbornness. I have listened to the lies that my feelings told and let them rot and spoil in the dampness of my mind. I have not treated my community‚Äôs wounds because I believed that it had earned them. But I am committed to my community as a wife commits to her husband. … More Commitment to Community

Selfhood on Trial

Ever present, ever lurking, ever waiting in the dark
Is a secret, a Picasso, if deception were an art
It is easy for the Christian to indulge in sin like this
Self-pity, self-protection, self-proclaimed-righteousness
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The Dwelling

Desperate for knowledge instead of wisdom, we are looking for a quick fix to an ancient sin. We want control instead of instruction. We want a map instead of a guide. And we want desperately to see the end of our journey before we begin. … More The Dwelling

The God in my Gut

I have treated the God in my gut like a long distance friend and made an acquaintance out of his Word. As I inhale my sin and try to push out the blood that ran from the cross all those years ago; I find that it runs in my very veins now. And when the ancient hymn hits my ears – it is well with my soul – MY soul feels more like a prisoner of war. And the final verse – my sin, not in part but the whole – seems like the delusions of a misguided lyricist. … More The God in my Gut