#Love
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Holy God,You tell the story slowlyas if giving us timeto find our place in it. A road stretches from Jerusalem to Jericho.A man lies brokenwhere no one meant to stop. We recognize the dangerand the cost of compassion. But thenYou turn the story toward us. The question is no longerWho is my neighborbutWhat will we… Read more
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We must stop callingour own noise love If it never costs us timenever rearranges our lifenever risks our reputationit is only talkrehearsing itself Love does not announceIt shows up Not in wordNot in speech But in truth that bleedsinto what we do -based on 1 JN 3:18 Read more
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Not the neighbor you would have chosen.Not the easy one.Not the safe one. The command does not ask your opinion. Your neighbor is the interruptionstanding in the middle of your life,carrying need you did not scheduleand wounds you do not want to touch. They are not theoretical.They are here. You do not get to edit… Read more
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When the light dimsand the noise finally quietsno one will ask what we ownedor how we were admired for thisor that The trophies will rust in their casesThe titles will loosen from our namesEven our arguments, sharpened to winwill lie dull and unused. There will be no defense built from busynessNo appeal filed in the… Read more
Prayerfully Poetic 