Posts Tagged ‘Faith’
Faith as a mathematical abstraction
Some people live their faith as if it were a mathematical abstraction.
You’d think they’d never seen a star
Or held a hand
Or walked with a child.
They live as if God
Was a problem
They thought they had solved—
As if the answer were enough.
There’s a world out there,
A world we were put into,
Not...
April 28th, 2013 | Poetry | Read More
Concerning Faith
I am a Martha with a stick up her sense of piety.
Every day that my stomach boils regarding
My naked fingers and impressions on paper,
I tell myself that He has covered me
With His wings.
But I know that I’ve already plucked them bare
And eaten them for dinner,
Smothered with the same honey that I’ve...
March 9th, 2013 | Poetry | Read More
1985
I am passionate about yummy foods. Naturally, out of this passion comes this love of cooking and baking; from that comes a love of teaching others how to cook. I often find myself in my apartment with a couple of younger ladies gathered around my kitchen table poring over recipes. I’m teaching...
March 6th, 2013 | Essays, Featured | Read More
Altar
Some middle-aged woman painted the room
placed journals and pens, incense fumes,
white candles, cassette tapes, every kind of crucifix,
an old recliner that no longer fit
her aesthetic.
If only God were a door or a summer beach
or a wise animal, a cottage we could enter, wiping our feet,
smell of pomegranates,...
February 24th, 2013 | Poetry | Read More
Dear God, I’m Angry……With You.
My journey on this relationship with God has been, well, a bit rocky. There’s been a battle inside me, one that rages and then goes dormant. But time after time it continues to rear its ugly head.
I’ve never had to question why bad things happen to good people until they started happening...
January 16th, 2013 | Featured | Read More
Just Love ‘Em.
Your much-loved, much-lauded, beautiful son finally marries the love of his life, but despite your pride and delight, you can’t brag on him or his new partner to any of your friends at church. Because the love of his life is actually a man. What do you do?
You hide.
Your daughter moves out into her...
December 27th, 2012 | Social Justice | Read More
Confessions of a Doubting Thomas
“I could buy you a drink/ I could tell you all about it/ I could tell you why I doubt it/ and why I still believe.”—Pedro the Lion
I like to think that I’m in a good place spiritually right now. I go to a church where the newly elected pastor is a woman, and the director of music is gay....
December 26th, 2012 | Featured | Read More
Comedy and Faith
“An amateur thinks it’s really funny if you dress a man up as an old lady, put him in a wheelchair, and give the wheelchair a push that sends it spinning down a slope towards a stone wall. For a pro, it’s got to be a real old lady.”—Groucho Marx
Comedy and faith have a lot of...
November 12th, 2012 | Essays, Featured | Read More
Are you a warrior or a worrier?
Are you a warrior or a worrier?
It might just be an accident of language, but warrior and worrier seem to be mutually exclusive if not polar opposites.
A warrior, in any context, is disciplined, diligent, and single-minded.
Worrying is, at best, unproductive, but at its worst – and most common –...
October 22nd, 2012 | Essays, Featured | Read More
Looking Outside
As I look outside my window
At the gently shifting green leaves
Against the coolness of the morning sky
I realize that this
Is the story of my whole life,
This looking out,
This reaching out,
And sometimes, this moving out.
It is as if I am always longing
For what is just out of reach
But I am being...
October 14th, 2012 | Poetry | Read More


