Category: October
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Dreams & an arising.
Here’s the story. Jarius, a ruler in the day, shows up, requesting that Jesus come & heal his daughter, who is very ill. By the time the crew gets Jesus back to Jarius’ house, all the people are sobbing, mourning the young girl who had died at some point during her father’s journey to retrieve…
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October is for coming home: good & plentys & morning vibes.
Some days you’ll feel like you need to be poured out. Emptied. Sifted through those colanders amidst the broken sea shells. Some days you’ll feel like there’s more to say, like the epitome of a revelation is simply resting on the tip of your tongue, waiting to roll the right direction. I’ve got a mountain…
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October is for coming home: becoming things.
It’s like I found this consistency in who I was & who I thought I would always be. Then one night the fire alarm sounded me out into the cold & that was it. I wasn’t that same person. No longer did I have myself down pat, those well versed lines on the occasions of…
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31 days to coming home: some days.
Just think, while you’ve been getting down & out about the liars & the dirty, dirty cheats of the world, you could’ve been getting down to this sick beat. My arms throbbing. Call it growing pains, at the age of 23 with the stature of a 15 year old, those kinds of miracles could get…
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31 days to coming home: easy breathing.
Wherever you are, be all there. Jim Elliot I think sometimes the biggest challenge is just to accept today. Bc I’m always searching for more. More meaning. More understanding. More words. & maybe, maybe there isn’t always a lesson to be learned, a revelation to be unveiled. Maybe today is the leaves being influenced by…
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31 days to coming home: a vow to be conscious.
There’s love in the stillness of a hallway. Hospitals, high schools, malls. I used to love middle school group assignments, breaking into our huddles of five & segregating ourselves from the voices of the others, so that our ideas were most original, our answers most in depth. I raced to be the hallway group, working…
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31 days to coming home: the devil at our heels.
We make it easy to hide behind a mask. People using Facebook for finding a mate, text messaging for problem solving, & Netflix to cure our restless mind. We are the runners. The ones who do & do & do but we do the wrong things because, though we know in our hearts there are…
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31 days of coming home.
Maybe all we need is words. No fancy fonts, bolds, italics. Just words that read like chicken scratch on a grocery list. Words that don’t need capitalized or punctualized to make an appearance. Bland as ever: eggs, milk, flour, sugar. Bold as ever: here is my uncivilized love, my untamed heart. Read it for what…
TOTHEUNTAMEDHEART. 