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63Home Walks
Home just isn't home anymore. Home has feet and legs; it walks! Home is where I feel at home, Safe, secure, warm, and happy. You were my home, but no! No more, for home is now another. My second home, my first; My first, my second. ...
1 comment47One Kiss/Just One Breath
One kiss: Melting slowly, softly, happily. One kiss: Awake and breathing. One kiss: And I'm not breathing. One kiss: I'm full and satisfied. One kiss: I'm hungry again. One kiss: I fly so far away. One kiss: I can't move. ...
1 comment48Notes on a Sermon
Okay, so this is basically just my thoughts and notes during a sermon...so, don't expect much. It's not really anything, just more of my poetry. I don't even know what some of it means, so...yeah. Have at...
3 comments53Walking and Talking [with God]
I am not generally one to plug other's works, especially not online, but I've been reading a book lately that has really meant a lot to me. Over the course of just days I feel like a huge burden has been lifted off of my soul, like I've been set...
10 comments52God of All
Why do Christians use the personal pronoun “he” to refer to God? Isn’t calling God a man just as heretical as calling God a woman? God is neither man nor woman, for both find their origin in God. ...
19 comments59A Life's Ambition (or Lack Thereof)
I’m not very good at life. I have very little ambition, no desire for success or wealth, and don’t really care to be famous. I don’t need much stuff, I don’t care to pursue a career (just work the odd job that helps me get by), and I...
5 comments62My Matrix
I love video games. I really do (even if my life prevents me from playing them much)! But I do try to preserve the distinct barrier between fantasy and reality. Only recently I realized I don't! Because this...
0 comments65I wish I were a Candle
I like candles. There is something about a candle that is soothing, hopeful, simple, beautiful, soft. There is a reason candles are so associated with spirituality and romance. Candles touch our hearts,...
14 comments44The Feast
"Welcome home," Whispers the wind. The leaves giggle and whisper As I walk through the columns of trees Marching down the hall. The carpet of leaves, grass, and moss Cushions my echoing footfalls...
2 comments72What is Justice?
What is justice? If God is just and God is love and God is beauty, what is justice? Can justice exist in a vacuum any more than love-for love can't exist in a vacuum-or does it cease to be justice without a relational context with which to contain...
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