10/24/2011
10/15/2011
fragment of a thought: what is the texture of faith?
The texture of Job’s faith
was sometimes fine, joyful, breathless…lace of a wedding veil
sometimes soft & grateful, amazed - the blanket wrapping his newborn daughter
sometimes plain and sturdy denim, down to business, every morning rising early to sacrifice on behalf of his family.
sometimes sackcloth, rough burlap, dirt clinging to coarse threads, pain in every fold. texture of the curse.
at the end, though, shining white, whiter than snow. Resurrection cloth. so perfect he needed a transformed body just to feel it...
the texture of my faith? Gaps like a fishing net: doubt, certainty, doubt, certainty...barely enough cohesion to catch a fish.
but faith’s fabric doesn’t tear.
10/14/2011
The greatest of these
love bears all things, believes all things, and hopes all things
it fills in cracks.
it climbs up trees.
and
makes another pot of coffee when the first one gets cold.
love never fails
it braves dark alleys.
it makes itself into a shield.
and
leaps into burning misery with a healing touch.
leaps into burning misery with a healing touch.
love always protects, always trusts, and always perseveres.
it scorns the secret rendezvous.
it waits for the light to turn green.
and
no matter what, makes a stand.
10/06/2011
[His hands are open]
strength to prayhope to livethe window's handstretched out to give
eyes to seeears to heara hungry souldrawing near
Lord my Godi am not strongi need your Sonto carry on
slothful waysstubborn sinswithout your gracedoubting wins
obey, my soulyour Savior's voicelove, not hate,must be your choice
a heart of changean open handthe sound of rainupon the land
Christ, my all,you bore my shameforgave the debt -I praise your Name!
-jcs-
10/05/2011
[mellow, messy October]
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| Bittersweet October. -jcs- The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter. - C.B. Hipps - |
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