december 15 . 2020

Faultlines

I didn’t see them

Did anyone?

Did anyone else see this one coming,

That the very steadiness we stand on every day would crack right in two, three, four, twelve, twenty places around us?

Under the surface, just waiting for the shaking that would make a decision finally – to close up, or to split open

What a relief?

To have the clarity

To have the definition of the spaces, even if they are split, ripped to shreds, cut up into sharp shards that cut and rip and split if you’re not careful, if you don’t watch your step

If you don’t watch your words

If you don’t watch your tone

Actually, …maybe you should watch your thoughts

Your heart

Pretty sure it doesn’t matter much – what you say and what you do with those words, with that tone – if the words and tone inside your head is sharp, ripping, cutting

Because then you’re harming two: the “other”,

and you.


I guess the quake was inevitable

And we probably needed it.


At least it’s all exposed now

At least there’s less pretending now

At least the truth is out now

At least maybe now, or soon,

Inevitably?

Little trickles of healing can start to drip into those great expanses that stand between us

Water always

always

eventually

finds the lowest places.

december 9 . 2016

Jesus, my Prince of Peace • part 1

Advent is well upon us and as I consider and anticipate the celebration of the coming of our precious Savior, I am overwhelmed when I think about the names He was called when he was promised to us by the prophet Isaiah…

…Wonderful Counselor…

…Mighty God…

…Everlasting Father…

Prince of Peace

Perhaps to you, peace means the absence of noise in your house. Perhaps it means no violence in your space, your community, your land. Perhaps it means unity between you and your spouse, your significant other, your child, your parents, or your dearest friend.

For me, peace means the presence of the One who rescued and healed me of the oppression of anxiety. Continue reading “december 9 . 2016”

august 26 . 2016

san diego lovin’

I. Ocean Beach at sunset is pretty perfect. The girls had never been on a California beach before, so of course they were overjoyed when they could play in the waves for hours and “not get hypothermia”. As the sun went down, I was content to sit on the shore and watch them, breathing deeply of the salty air and letting every tension melt into the sand. Continue reading “august 26 . 2016”

july 29 . 2016

 

written as I consider the pain that I see being felt all over the world

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Lately, I have been feeding on His faithfulness because He has been so good, because He is good right now, and because I need to constantly remember that He will always continue to be good, will never cease to be good, and is even better than I think He is.

Dear Reader, if you claim to know Him yet felt your insides squeeze a little when you read one, two, maybe all of the phrases right above this one…oh, I’m praying for you tonight.

The One who takes an interest in the state of the country.
The state of this hemisphere.
The state of the world.

The One who sees the brokenness of humanity – all of us – yes, the red, yellow, black, and white ones. Continue reading “july 29 . 2016”