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Jesus Usage

We’ve used You, Jesus, sometimes savagely to justify our deeds as though they were approved by You who gave them sanctity, though our intentions had been far from pure. We’ve used You, Jesus, to give us support as though You … Continue reading

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The Million Bells

We plucked the wilting blossoms, past their primes, to give the Million Bells plant growing room, as breezes strummed a song on your wind chimes, a peaceful melody of life in bloom. The daily pruning task was time consuming because … Continue reading

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Homelessness Golgotha

I claimed to love you, God, but would walk by a homeless person begging on the street, avoided meeting them then, eye to eye, although I know it’s terrible to treat a person, young or old, a girl or guy, … Continue reading

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Comic-Con

* While in a lengthy line awaiting entry to where a horde of costumed comic fans had gathered for some fun, I saw a sentry outside the line, with other, sterner, plans: evangelizing with a threat of hell by way … Continue reading

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Objectified

When someone blurted out across a room a comment on her beauty, she looked sad as though the compliment provoked some gloom or dredged up some old sorrow that she had. And it occurred to me that beauty could at … Continue reading

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Instrumental

My heart was made for music, and its beat is not the only thing that makes that clear: my life’s a composition I complete because its steady rhythm keeps me here. Like Francis, I would be an instrument for Love … Continue reading

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Portrayals

It’s hard for some to picture You as dad, as old man in the sky with ashen beard, because of some experiences they had with fathers who abused them and were feared. And I dislike how Michelangelo portrayed You famously … Continue reading

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