“Do you want to live in peace and hope? It can be simple. “All you have to do to live is insist on staying awake. Don’t flinch or fade; don’t forget or fake it. Just be. Accept who you’ve been made to be and let everything you do come from the impulses of seeking […]
Holy Collisions (Making Manifest: Week 3)
Day 15: Motion “We can choose to be stationary or we can choose to be still.” Day 16: Get Out “Maybe where you are and what you are doing this day is exactly right.” Day 17: Cycle “We are, at every moment, beginning and ending.” Day 18: One Winter “. . . our connections to […]
Late for Poetry by Lyla Willingham Lindquist
I’m so glad Lyla Willingham Lindquist adjusted some time to share a few poetic pearls here today as part of our Month of Making Manifest with Dave Harrity. Lyla and I have been online friends for a few years, and we first met face-to-face on the Frio River in Texas. Lyla makes me think and laugh, and is the […]
A Believable Witness by John Blase
I’m Snoopy-spin-happy today to welcome John Blase into this space as part of our series on Making Manifest. John knows how to pay attention, and when he bears witness, his words touch deep places. And someone who cries when Linus lights the tree and gives his that’s-what-Christmas-is-all-about-Charlie-Brown speech? Well, that makes them extra special. Welcome, John! […]
Scripture Sunday: Look at the Birds
“If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance […]
Still Saturday: Still or Stationary?
“We choose to be stationary or we choose to be still. “The stationary pilgrim always turns his head around to see what was or what could have been. He loses focus on the potential and possibility of now. So he stays in the position of inaction because he can’t imagine another way. Stationary is […]
Just for Fun: Color Poems
Yesterday, Jennifer Dukes Lee challenged us to write color poems. I dashed one off on the color white — and tweaked it a tad here. White White is snow a sheet unfurled from heaven swirling feathers from an angel’s pillow a soft dusting like a baby’s powder. White is clouds scooped high like vanilla […]
Kissed (Making Manifest: Week Two)
I glance out my window at the crabapple tree. I wait all winter for it to burst into bloom. I watch the bright pink buds pop and the blossoms unfurl. But it’s all lasted this spring for only a brief breath, and already in the rain and chill of this week, the blooms have […]
To My Mother: A Villanelle
This Making Manifest study has me combing my blog for poetry attempts, and I ran across this villanelle (my first and quite possibly my last) written in response to a December 2011 poetry prompt issued by The High Calling and Tweetspeak Poetry. I wrote it a month after my mother died, and it seems right to revisit it as […]
Poetry: A Path to Intimacy by L.L. Barkat
I had no clue how to categorize my blog when I first joined The High Calling network. L.L. Barkat was the managing editor back then, and she channeled me into Culture. Culture? Are you kidding? Really? I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know how much that one small act encouraged me. Then I lived with God […]
