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06 Brother
when Absalom died, did his brothers rejoice while their father wept? brother, the cement you set around your heart has not kept you warm brother, your steps when static are scary; when unstable, exhausting all this restlessness and discontent is making you invisible let there be nothing left for you to conquer brother, concubines don’t…
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04 Siloh
Siloh her tender tone kept me tethered to the ground, counting off my anger as she points to the sheep in “her” field. “how did you get this field, Sie?” The playful smirk. “Daddy, you gave it to me, remember?” I will remember; hopefully, the things I actually give will be worth remembering: gentle consistent…
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Love Theories II: Coming and Going
It is leaving Heaven It is finding luxury in sharing the suffering of the dirty and fallen in order to make them clean and whole again it is eyes fixed while awaiting the gaze of the beloved it is resolute patience, incomparable kindness, it is the greatest guard it is the hopeful guardian it is…
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Love Theories: Not Soup nor Slumber
It can’t be stirred in a pot until it tastes better Can’t be set a top a stove to heat up Can’t be baked at 450 and set before us to satisfy our hunger It can’t be shaken out of slumber or kissed alive like a fairy tale It’s timing is a mystery when it…
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Mr. Rogers Cat Stevens and Bosco the Bear
“Well I left my happy home to see what I could find out I left my folk and friends with the aim to clear my mind out Well, I hit the rowdy road and many kinds I met there Many stories told me of the way to get there” Saw that Tom Hanks Mr. Rogers…
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Don’t Bury Your Underwear
What in the world now? Have you resorted to click bait? Meh no. There is a story in Jeremiah 13 where God tells Jeremiah the prophet to buy some underwear (a linen loincloth/girdle) and to not wash it (dip it in water). This is an odd way to start a chapter. God then commands Jeremiah,…
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Last Call: On Grief and Time
When someone my age dies, grief comes from all angles: from parents, from siblings, from friends, from children. The older ones carried the deceased as far as they could in the ways they knew how. The ones younger expected to be carried, guided, molded. But when someone…
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The Tender Year
I have now lived in Charleston, SC for a full year. I have approximately 3 weeks left of my residency. Several weeks ago, I was praying on the beach about my future, my next step in the next season. And it was such an uncertain time of prayer. This time last year I knew what…
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Mary
It’s hard to imagine the heart failing of someone who loved me so well. Maybe she was finally convinced we’d be okay without her. Maybe her body was just finished; certainly not her mind. Maybe it was just time. I think I’ve learned you can prepare to make an end of living, but not death, for…
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To Be A Dad One Day
If I had kids, I see them now. My little girl is sensitive and playful, not sensitive as in easily hurt, sensitive as in curious and attentive to the emotions around her and her own. She approaches the world with an intuitive regard for good without suspicion. She likes people and giving compliments. She…
The Reconstructed 