Tuesday, April 4, 2017



Like a Genie in a lamp
An Oak tree in an acorn
A Message in a bottle

I am all of these


To be clear,

He is the Genie
The Oak tree
The Message...

I am only the lamp
the acorn
the bottle,

Rubbed raw

So that He may
In the end


"He died for all, so that all those who live would no longer live for themselves, but for Him who died and was raised for their sake."
-2 Corinthians 5:15

Monday, March 27, 2017



This Fugitive Futility,
Don't you know?

I AM The Voice from which you run
I AM The Ship on which you steal away
I AM The Fish by which you are swallowed
I AM Shore

Sail your Jonah heart
As far as you can
Into the horizon of your choosing,
You find you run in circles,
Journey ends where it begins
One and the same
God's Global Boundary
Deity's Design
Set in place to safeguard
The Beloved

See in this Planet upon which you've been placed
The metaphor of Me it is meant to be
The Textbook in which you live
This virtual reality
in which you learn
What Is Real

So run if you will
As far as you can
All your running leads back to where it began

Into The Waiting Arms of Omnipresent Omega
Into My Encircling, All Encompassing Embrace
Into the womb of My All-and-In-All Ancient Longing Heart
Which has held you all along

Which you never really left


"You have hemmed me in, behind and before, and laid Your Hand upon me...Where can I go from Your Spirit?  Or where can I flee from Your Presence?  If I ascend into heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in hell, You are there.  If I take the wings of morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there Your hand shall lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me."
-Psalm 139: 5-10

Monday, March 13, 2017



You think your mistakes
Greater than My Mercy,
Your lostness
Greater than My Found

Your Grave error
Lies not in missteps and sins
As you suppose,
But in thinking Me bested
by these, your foes

You, Beloved, are the Boat
Carried in the Current of Me...
This River,


"The Lord your God carried you, and protected you, just as a man carries his son, all along the way which you traveled until you arrived..."
-Deuteronomy 1:31



Even You were suspended
Between Two Places
Feeling the Crucifying Agony
of Duplicity...
...For this too then,
You Died...

Between Heaven and Earth
Wings and Roots
Lift and Landing

Hanging here
In this no-man's-land
Nailed to the cross of my crossroads
My own hand holding the hammer

On the cusp of burial
On the verge of Resurrection,

Hoping in the God
Who Never Forsakes Me


"For there is only one God and one Mediator between mankind and God,
The Man Jesus Christ Jesus, Who gave Himself
as a Ransom."
1 Timothy 2:5

Saturday, March 4, 2017

Rest II


We want to make sense of the Macro
Yet it's like trying to connect the dots in the stars
We draw a few lines from one point of reference to another
Then draw our conclusions based on those scrawls and scribbles
While there are still galaxies of dots undetected

So if our lens is limited
If we cannot zoom out enough to get the full picture
(Of which we have but a vague awareness, at best)
Maybe the answer is to zoom back in
-At least for a moment-
On the Micro
On the diminutive dots we've collected
And use the Micro to understand the Macro...

...Or at least to have faith in the Macro...

To Sometimes
Just Sometimes
Rest our minds
As best we can,
To become
Once Again
Like little children,
To be at peace with the little we know,
And leave the Stars
to Him.


"Come to Me, you who labor and are heavily burdened,
I will give you Rest."
-Matthew 11:28

Thursday, March 2, 2017



I'm amazed after all these years of walking this path that I still so often am without bearings.
My inability to "Get it right" is laughable, my propensity toward perplexity, unparalleled.

In the movie "Out of Africa", there is a scene depicting Karen Blixen's journey over unfamiliar territory in which she says to her traveling companion, "I think I may have gotten us lost."
By way of reply, he simply answers,
"God is great, M'sabu."
He then puts his head down,
and goes to sleep.

Maybe it's time for me to have a little more faith in God's greatness
than I do in my lostness.


"God is great, M'sabu."

Thursday, February 16, 2017



Do we cling,
To prison bars
From Outside the Prison?

Desperate for Freedom
Desperate for The Key

When all that's needed
is for us

Let Go


"If the Son makes you free,
Then you are Unquestionably
-John 8:36

Saturday, January 28, 2017



Nerves rubbed raw
By so much non-reality
Here, I am fed
By Flight
By Stillness
By the Ancient
of Things...

Nerves rubbed raw
By Raw, Velveteen Beauty
Which Still
And Always



-e.a.a. 1/28/17

Tuesday, January 24, 2017



Closing my eyes
I see

The blinds open
And there
The Solid Form
of what previously
was Shadow...

This Path we navigate
by Paradox
The Way
Wending upstream
Against our pragmatic paddles

Better to Let Go
Lie Down
In the Bottom of these Boats

Better to Let
This Strange Current carry us,
Into the Ocean
Of Alpha and Omega

Into the Beginning

And Into

The End...


I Corinthians 13:12

Monday, January 23, 2017



Back and Forth
hanging by Some Invisible Fulcrum
a Hand Which Holds us
Which keeps time



And that too seldom breath-of-a-beat
Between the two
When we find ourselves

Dead Center

And our soul thrills...
The micro-moment
Which marks Home
Where, one day,
When all days are done
When the Pendulum is stilled

We will step
From stopped Time
into Eternity

No more Right
No more Left
No more "This way?"
No more "That way?"
But only

THE Way....






"Lo, I AM with you Always, even to the end of the age."
-Matthew 28:20

Saturday, January 7, 2017

The World in Black and White


If we do not find
our Raison d'etre in
We will find it in


"In Him we live, and move, and have our Being"
-Acts 17:28

Sunday, January 1, 2017

It's Time...

"Restore us, O LORD God Almighty,
Make your face shine upon us
that we may be saved."
-Psalm 80:19


May 2017 be

A time to be born
A time to plant
A time to heal
A time to build
A time to laugh
A time to dance
A time to gather
A time to embrace
A time to mend
A time to love

and may it especially be,

A time for

-Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8


Peace be with you all,
Happy New Year