I must get off this path of sin, and find my
inner-being in God, but I do not know how.
I pray, but I no longer feel the consolation
I once felt – that wholeness and joy, like I was
being held tightly in His arms.
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Down in the Well (a poem)
At the bottom of the well, the air is damp and
it’s so dark I barely see my hands.
Down here, I move through my memory without
interference from the above-ground world –
I think so clearly that I travel through walls and
jump into dreams and hop back out.
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Have you ever loved someone so much that a part of you feels missing when you are away from them? It’s not a co-dependency matter, but like you’re missing something without them?
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As a child, at least as a child growing up heavily in church as I did, you are taught to memorize verse after verse. I remember most of the verses, even if it’s not word-for-word and the exact location. I can hold my own in an intellectual, biblical conversation. Its one of the things I’m most proud of about myself.
Continue readingThe Light that Always Shines (a poem)
For Mick Dolan
Just when you think you’re going to collapse,
and get swallowed into the abyss:
You fall into God’s arms.
When you think life is too much,
and you’re surrounded by darkness,
and the world becomes small,
God enlarges it.
Continue readingToday’s quote – a reminder on spiritual poverty from Pope Francis
“We all have to think if we can become a little poorer, all of us have to do this. How can I become a little poorer to be more like Jesus, who was the poor Teacher?” – attributed to Pope Francis.
Continue readingTo my Southern Belle
Dear Rachel,
I met you during a troubled time in my life. Most of the times of my life (thus far) have been troubled, though I always keep pushing forward.
Relationships scare me – you know that. I’m afraid I’ll hurt you, like I’m holding your heart in my hands each day. It’s been less than a year, and I have hurt you already, and you helped me to see that maybe that’s just a part of this thing called love: the knowing that it will hurt sometimes, but we can forgive each other and keep moving forward, living in the present moment, and building a life together.
Continue readingCome My Beloved
Love is one of my favorite topics. If I’m ever asked to write or talk about anything, somehow love slips into the topic. I mean, doesn’t “love lift us up where we belong?” The next topic, which honestly is the core to the first topic, would be that of God.
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