Heaven Spoke I went down to the river. I stepped in. All I wanted was an escape. From my sin. The rain started pouring. Pouring down on me. I raised my hands to the Heavens. And it’s tears set me free. I heard a voice whisper. Through the thundering rain. Hold on my daughter, hold…… Continue reading Heaven Spoke
Tag: God
God is
https://youtu.be/gzln7ZXPjlo God is… God cannot be described. God cannot be contained. God cannot be understood. God cannot be explained. God can only be experienced. God is not a he. God is not a she. God is not an it. God is all. God is the breath you breathe in. God is the breath you…… Continue reading God is
When you lose someone you love…
As you sit in the darkness let your tears stream down your face let your anger burst forth and release it and cling to the glimmer cling to the glimmer of light for it is your hope As you wait in the darkness let time pass by grieve for how your life will be different…… Continue reading When you lose someone you love…
The fences we build…
As usual, I ate lunch outside, under a tree, but today I was facing the fence. It made me think how horrible it would be to live stuck behind a fence, with no hope of the freedom on the other side. You don’t have to be in prison to live a life behind fences and…… Continue reading The fences we build…
God is…
God cannot be described. God cannot be contained. God cannot be understood. God cannot be explained. God can only be experienced. God is not a he. God is not a she. God is not an it. God is all. God is the breath you breathe in. God is the breath you breathe out. The wind…… Continue reading God is…
Rob Bell & a new American Christianity
I grew up in the church and after nearly 30 years of weekly sermons, bible studies, sunday school, kids events, youth events, as an attendee and volunteer, the message can sometimes feel a bit redundant, albeit still good. In my 20’s my mind was asking lots of question and pondering ideas that didn’t have specific…… Continue reading Rob Bell & a new American Christianity
We are like the orange…
Sitting outside on an unusually crisp and cool morning with my orange in hand, I begin peeling back the skin and tossing it into my bowl so I can get to the “good part.” A hundred different thoughts about the past and the upcoming week flood my mind. Then I remember that I’m trying to…… Continue reading We are like the orange…
