continuing with another excerpt from the most amazing poetry book i have ever read [and while this is a really small set of things, that doesn't diminish the amazingness of this book one bit] by my online friend, Michael Toy, titled 'Blame it on the Huehuetenango' and this poem in particular which he calls 'My First Last Day' being reminded that the subtitle of this book is 'Poetry for the Recovering Evangelical' and so specifically [...]
i am busy reading this poetry book which was a gift to me by a friend i have only met online and know through friends of friends but his gift of words and wielding them to weave and create and display and be creative is at the same time obvious and captivating here is a second one that really resonated with me [maybe cos i am all that kinds of crazy myself]: [from the book, [...]
Michael Toy is one of my imaginary friends, you know like the one you had as a kid, that you were convinced was real. Except that this one really is. No seriously, you gotta believe me! Although his last name even suggests that i might have trouble convincing anyone of that. 'Imaginary' in that, though we have been 'friends on Facebook' and have at least 30 mutual friends [most of whom i actually real-life know] [...]
DAY 21ish This is a follow on from yesterday and so if you didn't do that one you will need to backpedal a day and catchup. The challenge was to reflect and write something down. Or create something. Task: Today's task is simply to share what you came up with yesterday with someone - can be in the comments section on today's blog which would be great, but if it was more personal then pick [...]
don't explode, little brain just hang in there keep ticking away or pumping on or whatever it is you do i believe in you i know that you can do this you will survive this meeting shall not take you down so just push on and keep your cool and slowly bring that pressure back down easy does it i got your back on this one let me talk you down from the ledge step [...]
sitting outside on the steps in front of my apartment as the rain falls down around me much needed long awaited precipitation well, not so much by me not now, anyhow not here, at this place, at this time not while I am trapped outside my space of refuge by a tiny little piece of carved out metal which I at this moment do not have safely in my possession pushing in towards the wall [...]
well, actually, this pome is titled 'If' but po-tay-to, po-tah-to... my wife linked to this the other day and i remembered what a powerful read it was... hope you enjoy [especially if this is your first time... and it works for women too by the way!] 'If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But [...]
psalm 19 is a tough one. because there is just so much in it. it is a beautiful, beautiful psalm. make sure you read the whole thing. It starts so powerfully with a declaration of who God is: 'The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.' [Psalm 19.1] This makes me think of Jesus calming the storm in the boat ['The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Master, [...]
i came across this blog today and i want you to read the bio with me and try and conjure up in your mind an image of the person who might possibly be writing it: "A few years ago, I stumbled upon the Vaquita, a tiny endangered porpoise. I was heartbroken when I read about its story, so I decided to start this blog, along with many other efforts to help this species. I post [...]
...continuing with an extract from the 'Why I am Mystical/Poetic' from Brian Mclaren's 'A Generous Orthodoxy' 'This mystical/poetic approach takes special pains to remember that the Bible itself contains precious little expository prose. Rather it is story laced with parable, poem, interwoven with vision, dream and opera (isn't this the best contemporary genre to compare to the book of Job?), personal letter and public song, all thrown together with an undomesticated and unedited artistic passion. [...]