Praying in the midst of a ridiculous catastrophe is not easy...nor should it be. Tension is great. Reality of DARKNESS... a little overwhelming. Nothing can 'explain' WHY this happened. Nothing can FIX the BROKENNESS we feel when we PRAY, when we face this tragedy. The news simply repeats the 'facts' they know. Piecing together what they can. For some reason we feel better when we have some 'answers' to the questions. Maybe that helps us to understand and regain some sense of … [Read more...] about #prayforBoston
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on getting away
There is nothing that gives you more FOCUS than getting away. Nothing that feeds your creativity, your energy, your life, like getting away. "Get outside if you want to meet God." As I prepare for a short little get away down to Mexico, my mom reminded me that I said those same words when I returned from my first real backpacking trip as a high school student. It was a guys trip with a few members of my youth group and was an experience that I still have not forgotten. It was probably … [Read more...] about on getting away
Christmas 2012….some thoughts.
Each year, new. Each year, different. I struggle with the consumerism that seems to be an unavoidable issue during the holidays. Maybe because I am faced with my own internal struggle of consuming, and not wanting shopping to be what fulfills me. Rather wanting to somehow show LOVE to those who are closest to me. YES I try to get creative and even make things, but it is my own procrastination that usually leads me to being stuck in traffic searching for something to bring a smile.... but … [Read more...] about Christmas 2012….some thoughts.
December 10, 2012 – one year later…pathway to JOY.
December 10th, 2012--San Diego, CA 10.42am Lord, Here I am. Another day on the Calendar has arrived. Psalm 121: “ I lift my eyes up to the mountains From where shall my help come? My help comes from the Lord...” The reality of Death The reality of existence ceasing. Never to have presence on earth again. Yes eternal celebration and worship in the Presence of the Almighty King. But for those left behind it feels like a … [Read more...] about December 10, 2012 – one year later…pathway to JOY.
Life in the place of waiting
Seasons come and seasons go. Sometimes there is simply a time to wait. A time to not GO. A time to stop moving. This does not mean that it is a time to DIE, but simply to WAIT. To let time pass without sprinting, without wanting, without striving. The world moves so fast these days. I find myself clashing the pace of the busy coffee shop. I like the ones where the person behind the bar wants to simply chit chat, rather than feel the pressure of "speed of service" - why the hell is … [Read more...] about Life in the place of waiting
a “normal” day
Friday morning. I shave my face, take a shower and make some coffee. Eat a little granola and water the lawn. It is pretty dry this time of year and the weeds seem to be winning, but hopefully with a little water and a little love, we will come out on top. I have not posted in some time. Computer issues is my excuse. But life goes on. Often at a pace faster than I am moving. I am making art and relating to people. This seams to be the rhythm of things as of late. The ART is more … [Read more...] about a “normal” day
Good Friday – poem/thoughts
I will run the race I will count the cost I will LET GO TRUSTING the ONE who bore it ALL. CROSS PAIN DEATH My understanding still lacking Yet my FAITH only increasing. Passover Lamb Blood shed Will it ever stop? Wars & rumors of wars. Hell on earth... Even in suburbia Bound in chains. FREEDOM!!! This I long for. This I see. Beyond today. Beyond tomorrow. Beyond me. Yet it is only the PRESENT we have. TODAY. For tomorrow will surely pass away. Yet so often … [Read more...] about Good Friday – poem/thoughts
room to be a mess
I am very happy about today. It is the last day of February! Yes it is a LEAP YEAR and that is kinda cool, but honestly I am just ready for a new month. Ready to be done with February and move on. I feel like I was just a mess throughout this month. Knowingly not being where I want to be in my walk with Jesus. Knowingly and unknowingly stumbling. Not knowing how to get out of the "funk" I found myself in. Only to have a glimpse at the calender and a glimpse at my own existence. … [Read more...] about room to be a mess