a poem by Rubem Alves God as father. God as mother. God as wind. These are metaphors. Attempts to put into words that which is beyond all words. God as gardener. God plants a garden. The universe is destined for Paradise – joy, pleasure for God, for women and men, for all beings. God destined us [...]
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Called to dream, called to action
Posted in community, poetry, reconciliation, reprint, tagged HillaryRodhamClinton, RubemAlves on Thursday, March 8, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Happy birthday, Lincoln
Posted in birthdays, prayer, reprint, tagged AbrahamLincoln on Sunday, February 12, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
We have been the recipients of the choicest bounties of Heaven. We have been preserved, these many years, in peace and prosperity. We have grown in numbers, wealth and power, as no other nation has ever grown. But we have forgotten God. We have forgotten the gracious hand which preserved us in peace, and multiplied [...]
Share when you were most in love with Jesus
Posted in verses, tagged Ephesians, Romans on Friday, February 3, 2012 | 1 Comment »
10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world [...]
Ditto
Posted in brother, Christmas, family, friends, missions, prayer, reconciliation, reprint on Tuesday, December 6, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Wow, how uncanny the similarities between my friend’s and my own family: In less than 24 hours I will be leaving with my family on my first trip to Asia! I’m excited and feel so blessed to finally have the opportunity to meet my extended family, many of whom I’ve heard about but never seen. [...]
So I Go
Posted in missions, poetry, reprint, tagged MichaelPerez, spokenWord on Friday, October 28, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Michael Perez my race more than the color of my skin and the language i speak more than a five- or ten-K more than a run in the park awaiting for the sound of the gun to blast to activate my stride my step my course destiny in the making, purpose for the taking awakened in [...]
