Posts Tagged as ‘Jesus’

August 29, 2009

Gazing Through the Windows

Meet my Mom’s cat.

His name is Beau [they spell it Bo, but I refuse to acknowledge that his whole name is Mr. Bojangles.]
Let’s just say that Beau, like most other cats, has a few loose screws.  He disregards anyone other than my Mom and friends with cat allergies.  He pees in laundry baskets.  Or on [...]

March 30, 2009

Perfection

So I’ve had quite the week of navel-gazing, as they call it.  It seems to be the vice that I fall back on when I have too much time sit around and think about stuff.  Temporarily housebound from the blizzard this past weekend left me in a state of feeling the deep need to get [...]

December 26, 2008

Come With All Your Faithfulness

December 26th
Airport
Where did you come up with that faithfulness?
What were you doing on the day you thought of faithfulness?
When did you come up with the colour red?
I know you knew
Your Son would shed red
For me
I know on that day you knew…

Come with all your goodness
Come with all your faithfulness
Come with all your love
Hallelujah
Man,  I am [...]

December 10, 2008

And the Word was God.

December 1oth
Higher Grounds Coffee
There’s snow outside!!!
I’m on winter break! It is strange to realize that I have been here at the House of Prayer for six months, but nonetheless I feel as though I have grown into a new person.  It’s sort of like the way that hermit crabs find new shells…I feel like this [...]

October 27, 2008

Deciduous

Location:
Heather’s House
Time:
Monday morning.  Way too early.

I like to think that my writing is original, but then I realize that there are so many unavoidably cliche writing subjects that I find myself wandering into.  Think about how many songs/poems/blogs you have read with lyrics about gravity, water, and seasons.  There are so many common threads [...]

August 19, 2008

Following His voice…

Around Noon
On a train to Philadelphia…
I wonder if I’m anywhere near Scranton, Pennsylvania =)  It’s weird to think that my “Jim” could be anywhere [if you don't watch The Office, this won't make much sense.]  He could be sitting in the seat a few rows in front of me, or he could be in Russia! [...]