I am timber. Cold, untapped energy Waiting to be thrown into the communal fire. Longing to be with my brothers again. Ablaze in community Laughter Story-telling. Lament A seamless dance that only happens between aged … [Continue reading]
Timber
Still Waters
I am still waters Where rapids fade to quiet. A moment of peace and depth Where cluttered souls can rest And listen for the Eternal Whisper A pregnant calm Before the stream grows Shallow and noisy … [Continue reading]
The Twinge
I remember the first time I felt the twinge. When I was probably about 5 or 6 years old, I found my sister’s Strawberry Shortcake wallet. She had left it open in our basement with dollar bills scattered over the floor. Again, I was barely out of … [Continue reading]
Disillusioned with Church
It is no secret that people are leaving the church in droves. People are disillusioned. There is a deep desire in people for the church to be a holy place. A place where they can come and experience God. A place where the deep longings of the … [Continue reading]
Frown Town
Frowntown was a city, that was gloomy and grey Where people wore frowns on their faces all day No one was happy or laughed out loud Every day in the sky was a dark, grey cloud At the start of each day everyone dragged out of … [Continue reading]
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