i call but silence engulfs me i look but you are nowhere to be found i reach out but fall into emptiness did you really speak or did i hear my own things were you here or did i conjure you up where are you?
i call but silence engulfs me i look but you are nowhere to be found i reach out but fall into emptiness did you really speak or did i hear my own things were you here or did i conjure you up where are you?
to know myself as i am fully known to see myself as i am fully seen to love myself as i am fully loved to know humans and nature as they are/it is fully known to see humans and nature as they are/it is fully seen to love humans and nature as they are/it is...
the death of DMX shook me. shook me in a way I am still trying to unravel. his life. his pain. his searching. his faith. his longing. his funeral over the weekend . . . those who spoke the songs his daughter’s song in recent days memories of a friend who committed suicide a year...
Disembody. Fragment. Break. Divide. Dismember. i have been thinking about these words the last couple of hours and two Bible women have been on my mind: 1. The concubine of Judges 19-21 2. The women caught in adultery in John 7:53 – 8:11 the account of the concubine has to be one of the goriest...
Self dispossession is the price solidarity exacts ~ M Shawn Copeland I love asking questions. Most of my life, I have been asking questions, only difference is how and where I ask them as time has passed. I remember when I got employed after college, the secretary at our department was fed up with my...
He made darkness his covering, his canopy around him, thick clouds dark with water. (Psalm 18:11) I continue to reflect and ponder on: The God who clothes...
I was born and raised Pentecostal. For all my life in the Pentecostal Church the Lord’s Table/Holy Communion was always presented in a very dangerously mystical way. Kind of like if you approached it wrong even an inch you were doomed. Problem is, all this dangerous mystical thing was neither well explained nor questioned as...
A Lament God, you know me and you have been at this conversation for a while now. Just going back and forth, back and forth. In regards to justice and mercy, sometimes it is really hard to know where you really stand. I know, I know what is written in the Holy Book, but to...
The events of this particular morning, 11 years ago today, are still painful to conjure. I remember the entire morning and early afternoon in my head as if it happened a couple of hours ago. I had begun the practice of recording all my daily expenses to track my spending. So the night before, I...
Howard Thurman (18th Nov 1899 – 10th Apr 1981) is the precious man who led me to #SubversiveSeminary. At the moment that he did so, I had only read his name a couple of hours earlier and known the title of one of his books ‘Jesus and the Disinherited’. The mind is an interesting organ....