Injustice

Lenten Journey 2017
Meditation: The Liturgists
Practice: Rethink Church
Soundtrack: Dawes, The Liturgists

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Heal

Lenten Journey 2017
Meditation: The Liturgists
Practice: Rethink Church
Soundtrack: Jason Barrows

You

Man looking up with an umbrella

“I want you to let go.” You. Me. You talking to me? I knew it. But what are you trying to say? Who do you think I am? I remember one of the first times that I was embarrassed that I didn’t know something. It was February and I was in the second grade. White…

Want

“I want you to let go.” These are the words said to me. It was a dream, but not a dream. “Want” There are deep desires within all of us that drive our search for meaning. If you are reading these words–you were born with desire and want inside of you. You have been pushing the…

I

“I want you to let go.” These are the words said to me. It was a dream, but not a dream. “I” I wish I could look up and see the face that said those words to me and be able to articulate all of the words that went unsaid in the movement that followed.…

Yield

“I want you to let go.” I did not let go because I was rejected — I let go because I trusted the voice. The obedient release of my grip allowed me to be pulled towards something greater. I have learned to be still and let go if I want to see where I am being pulled. This Lenten season…

Speak the Love

  Desmond said something in the car that had nothing to do with social media but everything to do with how I feel social media can influence people.   Desmond: “I feel weak when I giggle and when I feel fear…but I get stronger when I’m in the light.” Desmond, you nailed it. Dear Jeanna,…

Short Post: NoFBNov

No Facebook November is about leaning into life and seeing the invisible. What will I see if I keep looking up? This is the kind of fast day I’m after:     to break the chains of injustice,     get rid of exploitation in the workplace,     free the oppressed,     cancel debts. What I’m interested in seeing you do…

No Facebook November 2015

I’ve rewritten the first sentence of this blog post four times…Despite being pulled out of bed to write with a heart pounding full of purpose, I still have an incessant compulsion to edit and perfect the words that you, my reader, will see. I haven’t been able to write in a long time. The creative constipation…

No More

No more crying there we are going to see the King, no more crying there, we are going to see the King…beneath the tabernacle the voices of the men’s choir carried God’s promise to the ears of His children who gathered together for the sixth night of the 172nd annual Lake Creek Campmeeting. My son,…