…but men spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit. 2 Peter 1:21 . When I began to think of this, it was months ago, back when the geese flew into the cemetery as I walked along its paved roads. They plucked blades of grass among the tombstones, rested in theContinue reading “Carried Along”
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Tracing Lines
Looking out the window, I knew the air was still because the morning rain made long, straight lines stringing to the ground in the yard. As they freshly
How to be His
Geese fly over Hinterhaus and call as they drift by. I mention it because it moves me so. I run to the window then out the door to catch a glimpse if I can. I watched them in the cemetery walking in their awkwardly beautiful gate. I took pictures as they flew, I made videos,Continue reading “How to be His”
Spring in our Mouths
One day I knew I, too, was like a tree in this gorgeous forest of believers, these metaphoric oaks of righteousness, those Lebanon cedars…not perfect, but fully HIS, and fully belonging to one another.
How ’bout the Mountains
And I have found that dogma bites at a wounded spirit, offering no relief and no escape. And a rule looks for its martyr for which to chain — its compass to live by is unkind.