We must learn to discern what belongs in our hands and what does not. Are we willing to blindly grab hold of what could potentially destroy us only because we were never told the consequences? God’s sacred mark is upon the earth and pulsates within each human life. Of all the beauty we hold dear, I pray we hold more than glitter and fame. I pray we hold more than an image of fancy fun.
The plastic bag gets caught on the spike
because we haven’t replaced what separates us
And I wonder what of this fabric when God looks at the hem of us and wonders how we unraveled.
Head over to the Redbud Post published by the Redbud Writers Guild. Along with my article, “On Theology, Food, and Storytelling” you’ll find other beautiful and important articles for the August Theme: A Holy Recipe: Reflections on Food, Family, and God’s Boundless Blessings.
There is so much good in the world we don’t often see or hear about. When we showed up at the site at our neighborhood Wal-Mart, my eyes flooded and not one dry eye was present in our family vehicle. As we rounded the corner in the parking lot, water bottles, water jugs, teddy bears, roses, and crosses all beautifully adorned the space we now found ourselves in.
How can I be effective in five minutes? What helps me is to think back on the times I had 2 seconds to prove I was worthy to come back home. Where is home for you?
Forget what it looks like to reach out to someone because of what Twitter or FB says. Forget what it looks like to reach out in a revolutionary way to form a bridge. Forget what it looks like to just be your common self.
I’m a messy Christian, the kind that’s mismatched
Flash danced, grooves scratched – too much vintage on blast
It is said some don’t grow into their name
it fits like a pair of medias
two sizes to small