Today’s poem was from the November 2016 Poem a Day challenge, to the prompt “Stay or Leave.” One of the core events of my life was going through a church split while I was in high school. New pastors always …
Image credit: Mount Gerizim by Daniel Milcah rolled over on the mat, taking most of the blanket with her and leaving Simon, who was snoring softly beside her, mostly uncovered. She lay there for a while, curled up comfortably, watching …
Image Credit: Michael Tapp Last week, blogger Tim Challies posted a question someone had asked him: Looking over Proverbs 31, something came to mind. You see her busy with worldly concerns, but you don’t see her reading the Bible/Torah, talking …
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One by one, the grandmothers filed into the room. Nearby, the new parents had collapsed exhausted on the cold stone ground. The man was propped up on a pile of hay, his arm and part of his robe wrapped protectively …
I seek out patterns in things. I seek to replicate the good, or to avoid the bad. Right now I see a horrific pattern of death among the people I know. Physical death: loved ones losing loved ones. In October, …
Dedicated to my friends who feel the waters lapping at their feet. Also, if you don’t understand it, go read Exodus 14. These salted waves lap up against the shore. A small crab scuttles past. Bitter, I frown. They say …
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He was most looking forward to seeing the stars. It had been some time since he had walked the Earth, and they had always been his favorite sight, the vast multitude of light that overcame the expanse of darkness of …
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies Psalm 23:5a It was a sunny, balmy October Sunday. About a hundred of us filled the wooden pews of a small church in Nashville, reflecting on the creative …
“We rented a room,” she said. Her voice cut across the table, cut through the banal conversations, commanding attention. Maybe five minutes earlier, they had been brought into the Commons at work, where Sales and Marketing were having a potluck. …
For never having studied at seminary, I know the Bible pretty darn well. I’m not saying that to brag, or to be all holier-than-thou. In a lot of ways, I can’t help it; I cut my teeth (so to speak) …
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