All posts filed under “Poetry

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The Maestro in the Manger

Advent is about making space. Making space, first in our schedules, then in our souls that the Coming Christ may fill. Such space is hard to come by in a season full of parties and presents, errands and end-of-the-year concerns. Just as there was no… Read More

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Traveling Light

We are a walking contradiction of a family. For years, we have been enamored with the Tiny House movement, even to the point of the boys drawing up plans for their dream tiny homes. However, when packing for one night of camping only 20 minutes… Read More

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Buried

My boys are attempting to do a Bible-reading plan for their morning devotions. While  this sounds picturesque, its execution is far more harried and humorous. Usually one of them is reading the day’s Scriptures aloud while the other two are scurrying about shouting, “I can’t… Read More

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To A Pensive Pencil

Mother Theresa fascinates me. As such, I have read just about everything she has written or that has been written about her. “I am a little pencil in God’s hands. He does the thinking. He does the writing. He does everything and sometimes it is… Read More

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A Curious Kurios

Curious: strange, odd, unexpected, incongruous. Kurios: Greek word for Lord, master, a person exercising absolute ownership rights. Throughout his days on our strange sphere, those who encountered Him and His manner of life often innately gave Jesus the title of “kurios.” They seemed to recognize… Read More

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The Happiest Hinge

Christ’s presence is the hinge on which all life hangs.  As I have continued my study of Psalm 84, my heart has been stuck on the leading image of the psalmist being content to be a doorkeeper in the house of the Lord. The Sons… Read More

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Raised In His Rafters

I love to talk to birds, which I recognize is strange. Whether they are the ubiquitous little brown fellas that hang out on the outside porch at Panera awaiting stray crumbs or the feisty little hummingbirds that nearly take my head off whizzing to their… Read More

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Understated is an Understatement

In an overstated culture prone to hyperbole and hype, the life and death of Jesus is the ultimate understatement. The emanating Creator of an expansive universe limited to a particular time and place. And not just any time and place, but born to a young… Read More

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No Camping

We are not big campers. We don’t own a tent. We barely have enough cheap store brand sleeping bags to keep warm if we were to camp within our own home. In fact, my children are quick to declare that their father is “Indoorsy.” That… Read More

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Faultlines

Southern California sits on hidden faultlines. One would never know that they exist down there, until they collide. What is true of the ground beneath my feet is also true for the heart I carry in my chest. My soul has a complex maze of… Read More