As always, the 3rd is for hate

I hear you there in the dark spaces, screaming of what you would do if let out of the carefully compartmentalized corners I have placed you in. You raged loose at the world threatening that if you could not have all things beautiful than no one could, oh the hateful things I have heard you …

Cry to the Heavens

Perhaps we are but a larval being Caterpillar to flutterby One day to fly free Uncaring of gusts and eddies Leaving behind a fragile husk   Perhaps the Maker calls all souls home Spiritual beings having had Bodily experiences To know each other in different ways To return into communal forgiveness   Perhaps the church …


Experiments in faithful Christian formation

The Best Life

Living the best life, one fabulous thing at a time