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On this Maunday Thursday, I am withholding my thoughts in service to these of John Eldrige’s from The Sacred Romance, “Being unable to defeat God through raw power, Satan’s legions ...

Today is a day of skies denied, a day of skies restrained and waiting. A day the clouds confer and dance before a sun-caught moon. Most people are inside. Except for the man who scurries along ...

I woke up thinking about broken flowers and the Bill Murray movie, “Broken Flowers”. When I woke I realized the broken flowers signified women. Obviously. A broken flower is an ...

I look at you. You look at me. I look at me looking at you. I think thoughts. Think words. Thoughts that fly about like litter. Words that stay small like seeds. Do I pick them up? Do I plant them? ...

It came into him life, it went out of him truth. It could have been otherwise. The life, his life was a given. without his life he would never have been born. But he was. He took in the life he was ...

This is not about my real life, the one I live on ordinary days. This is about that one, the one just around the corner. The corner I am continually peeking around. I am getting better at sneaking ...

What happens when the fireball in the sky lands in the middle of your dream and you have to listen to its flames? When you have to make sense of the blazing language that climbs up on your tongue ...

I think my difficulty in coming to Jesus in prayer, and when I say Jesus I mean also The Father and the Holy Spirit, has to do with mistaken identity. Not only my own but God’s identity is ...