Come with me friend, I’ll motion and sign. I’ll walk slow and if you need to stop I’ll take the time.
(Image Credit) Who do you submit to? I know, it's a weird thought isn't it? Uncomfortable. I feel defensive as soon as I ask it. "I don't submit to anyone!" Is my instinctual reaction. But it's really not true. We all submit to other people in our lives. If we didn't, anarchy would reign. We… Continue reading Submission to others as a child of God
Someone once said to me, " If you only submit yourself to people you agree with you're not submitting yourself to anyone. You're hanging out with people you agree with, but you're not submitting yourself to anyone." The point being, at the root of what it means to submit yourself to another person is the… Continue reading Christian Submission: The eagle dive of freedom
Time for bed time to take my weary head and lay it down upon a sham and close my lids tuck and press until i find that perfect rest. I'll die in a sense no defense no pretense no justification no preparation. If burglar comes i won't be ready if news breaks i won't be… Continue reading Rest
I want the storm to come and fill the atmosphere with three dimensional anticipation- eruptions of power. I want the storm to come blow right down into my sunny status quo where the air is still. I want the storm to come stir things up, promise change, bring thunderheads pregnant with rain. I want the… Continue reading Forget myself
I watched all night. My daughter’s body thrashing. Her mouth yelling vile words. Words she should not know. Her young body was evidently being abused by evil. Something foul was possessing her. Oppressing her. Perverting the beauty I could see in her. I looked away. I needed a break from the visage of my precious… Continue reading I was a dog. He became a worm- A short story inspired by the Syrophoenician woman in Matthew 15
