Whom have we ever had but you? Who came to be alone with us Who came to sit and weep with us In the winter after Christmas. … Read More →
Everyone tells me to be glad
Everyone tells me I should sing,
Says ‘Peace, peace,’ But there is no peace.
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I don’t want to wear a mask
But I’ll wear one for my friend
His lungs are bad, and if he
Gets the virus he will die. … Read More →
We have hope! Even though
This year has been hard.
For good things can come
When we least expect them. … Read More →
We have faith that this won’t last
That this sickness will end
In glory, not in death, but
We know sometimes they’re the same. … Read More →
In the group home they are waiting… … Read More →
What if I told you that the Christian church has been silencing a prophetic presence in our midst? … Read More →
Having journaled for years, recently I went to a digital platform for my journal, so I’ve begun to transcribe my old, hand-written journals into the new platform. It’s a painstakingly slow project, and the strange world of COVID-19 has prompted its resumption. … Read More →
Then it finally dawned on me. The tree is a metaphor for life. It is weighed down by its branches but yet keeps growing taller and taller towards the sky. … Read More →
Since COVID-19 began I’ve heard several of my Christian friends say some version of “trust God.” … Trusting God does not mean I won’t get COVID-19. It means that if I do, He will be with me… … Read More →