Realizing the presence, promise, and power of the Kingdom of God.
8:18
This is the tree I’d be.
It’s an odd choice for the front of a sanctuary.
I beg to differ with Simon and Garfunkel.
Lately, I’ve been mindful of mindfulness.
Grace asks, “Didn’t you bring a book?”
There’s something biblical about a stream in a city.
Despite the poor soil, it thrives.
I have a window on nature’s most fundamental drive.
Those teeth are merciless and final.
I love an empty horizon.
We need the waves and avoid the waves.
Woodgrain like that doesn’t happen overnight.

Layers

March 28, 2022
This started with seashells.
The woods have a lesson for me in humility.
In thirty minutes, I am going to care deeply for these strangers.
It is like a time portal at my feet.

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