Category Archives: God
I wish you could have been there. In the Chelsea church with me.
I took God back through a spoken word poem. I’m sure I never told you that. It’s been 16 months since we last spoke (19, if I’m really counting) and I thought you should know that I took Him back. … Continue reading
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The parts & particles of Me made to believe in someone like You.
I chose to believe in God the night my best friend and I fell out of Love’s gloved hand at the very same time. We ran off to her dance studio with candles & love notes & tissues in tow, … Continue reading
“Welcome to your Chisel Day… Little One, Welcome…”
Yesterday was a Chisel Day. Absolutely a Chisel Day. You’ve had them too. I am so sure of it. You just may not have known to call it that. A Chisel Day? Oh, you’ll know it by the kind of … Continue reading
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Your shoes belong by the door, coat in the closet by the stairs, and you– You belong Here, don’t worry about another thing.
I’ve been body-slamming God onto notebook pages a lot these days. Rolling God up into a ball as if he were one of the Fat Little Stories doused in cinnamon before set onto a cookie sheet to flatten under the … Continue reading
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Tales of a God Who Knit Her So That She’d Never Need to Knit a Cape.
“You aren’t a superhero,” he said, and lingered in the doorframe for a moment just to see what she would do. To see if she might find the courage, within a chest pumped full with pride, to admit she knew … Continue reading
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“Evey, Evey, I’m sorry it took so long.”
It took me fourteen years to accept Adam & Eve. Fourteen years not to cringe when someone ushered the first couple in the entire universe, the design model for Brad & Angelina and Elvis & Priscilla, into a conversation. The … Continue reading
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Oh, NBD, it’s just the dude who knows every hair on my head chillaxing in the back pocket of my Seven jeans…
I’ve thought long and hard about this and I’ve decided, if you show up in my kitchen tomorrow morning and ask me to how I am feeling about God lately, I am going to teach you how to use the … Continue reading
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I’d string the trees in Central Park with Yellow Bows for you.
She was fidgeting with the elevator buttons when the tears for you rolled through. I knew upon the first slow trickle, down blush-applied pink cheeks, that the herds of salty soldiers marching from my eyelids were all for you today. … Continue reading
Filed under For a Better World, God, Passion, Poetry, Poverty, Simply Living, Thank You
