I'm done with waiting for my next encounter. I'm going to give thanks for everything I consume and everything I partake of and everything I engage with as though they were each different expressions of God saying directly to me: "I love you."
I refuse to live like a love-starved beggar. I am not love-poor. I do not live in a poverty of love. No one lives in poverty—they waste away, they decay, they die.
I will subvert every experience of the...
It often feels to me like there really are no safe or reasonable assumptions in life. I think my feeling is based on the experience that hurt happens and people die and flowers grow and the supreme court makes people angry. I don't want to change my assumptions based upon my experiences. I want to choose my assumptions based upon the values they cause me to embody. I assume (based upon the suggestion of scripture) that God is a comforter. This...
We can call God our Father because it is how Jesus taught us to pray. We also know that God is love. Therefore, the Father's heart is a heart of love. How beautiful it is to see the Father's heart lived out in the people around us. How encouraging to see this memorial in the middle of Sacramento:
How limited is my view of God! As of late, I've been wrestling with questions about direction in life and letting go of my conceptions of what God's blessing on my life should look like, and it's only now that I'm realizing that I have such little experience of God's power or His glory or His love. I'm only now realizing that I struggle to trust Him with every part of me because I haven't come into the knowledge of His love for every part of me....
God has seen your striving. He knows you may be tired. He knows there are things in your life that you don’t understand. Is God not good? Is God not just? No, if anything, it is we who are unfaithful to Him. What does it look like to live constantly aware of God’s presence? God’s presence is not one of a parent constantly scrutinizing your actions, waiting to scold at the first sign of disobedience. He is not wanting you to be aware of Him...
Jesus, as I call Your Name,
I feel crushing defeat
Weighing down.
Surely, no, it couldn't be,
Not my pride, no, not control,
My heavy crown. I see a future full of stuff
To do, entirely of my own
Creating.
But the calendar constrains—
The due process of order leaves me
Waiting. I open my mouth to speak,
Explain the tension holding
My weak love.
If weeping breaks the chains of fear,
Accept this act committed here
With fierce love.
