Tag Archives: redemption

Good Friday – inexcusables – April 14

 robbery, rape, murder treason, theft, cruelty   mean kids bullying the weak, strong kids pushing their weight   a mother beating a vulnerable child, a father violating their innocence   when we are at our most despicable, totally inexcusable   … Continue reading

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broken people – August 4

8.4.2015 broken people are part of our lives   and we wonder how Jesus can love us   and still let us go   through such darkness.   but that was his way   and who are we to judge … Continue reading

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Lent Prayer 6 – March 10

Lent Prayer 6 dark night, black yet calm. like the inside of a soul that has not yet seen the light but knows that it is coming.   thank you Lord for the impulse of creation.   ————

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epiphany 2 – January 6

1.6 wisdom written upon the sky is what they followed, best minds, hearts atuned to a pattern in the universe.   the clouds at evening now stretch like a dark puzzle, spaces pushing light through the edges asking to be … Continue reading

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all saints eve – October 31

10.31 all saints eve when the veil is thin and long leggedy beasties and ghoulies and ghosties   make their last call before the saints flood in.   so where are the zombies now, as if we have lost our … Continue reading

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wouldn’t it be nice – September 30

9.30 the dish machine churns nicely in my hearing. washing, turning, spraying clean.   wouldn’t it be nice if there was a machine for scrubbing hearts. turn it on, four hour delay, start anew. ——————-

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done – June 13

6.13 Sitting at the granite kitchen slab years in the planning and now here we sit only a step from finished.   Like final exams and everything would be wonderful when done. Except life was flat. Empty. Just tiredness.   … Continue reading

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