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  • 3 Ways to Keep Company with Jesus

    On Wednesday, October 28 th, 2009

    At top of the church stairs I mumble words, apparently aloud and louder than intended, as the woman two stairs ahead of me turns, asks with arched eyebrows, “Pardon me? Were you speaking to me?” The awkwardness, it burns up the neck, scorches the tongue and I stammer out ashen words. “Oh, no. Just talking… to myself.” Laugh, feeble, it’s all ...

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  • Falling for God: 7 Ways to do Crazy Love

    On Wednesday, October 21 st, 2009

    … humble thanks to Bloom Book Club for the invite to guest blog for the bookclub gathering for chapter six of Crazy Love: Overwhelmed by a Relentless God: “When you fall in Love” — this quiet community warmly welcomes the Bloom Community ! Girl, if you say that boy’s name one more time, I’m opening this door up and flinging myself out into t...

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  • Slow Down: To Seek

    On Wednesday, October 14 th, 2009

    She loses what’s hers and comes plaintive, begging where it might be, and I send her looking under chairs, the second shelf of my library closet, perhaps under our bed, her father’s far side? And her mournful cry, bay of hound on the hunt, draws out the brothers, and she tugs one end of the couch and he grunts the other. Only a few stray dust bunnies, lost too. She&...

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  • Slow Down: A Primer

    On Tuesday, October 13 th, 2009

    I wake on a Tuesday, the one after Thanksgiving, and think its time to let the world take the passing lane, the fast lane, to hurry on to its places and people. I’m slowing and quieting, pulling off to the shoulder, cutting the engine and just listening, just looking. Just slowing down. The journey is the destination. I celebrate here. Where else is God? So I look...

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  • Dare to be a Daniel: A Pilgrimage in Prayer

    On Wednesday, October 07 th, 2009

    I didn’t find that envelope with her Edwardian script all across the backside until I had ranted and raved myself raw. It had been lying on the floor all that time, her looped Ts and swaggering Ss, somber witness, and I’m certain she grieved me more in that moment than I her, her with the grave growing slow moss over her in steady October rain. There had only been ...

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  • Priorities: Things Unseen

    On Wednesday, September 30 th, 2009

    He comes to the back door, Opa Voskamp, like they all do. Never up the cobblestone walk to the front door, there off the porch, with its wreath and welcome mat, but to the back door off the garage, the one which purposely has no walkway at all from the laneway to the doorknob, and walk into the tossed shoes, the dropped bats and balls and shovels and gloves, in through the mud...

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  • The Simplicity of Prayer for Beginners

    On Wednesday, September 23 rd, 2009

    She comes for me in dawn, light coming up in slipping night, and when her body curls next to mine, morning tendril, her hands reach and she whispers, “I need your face. Turn to me?” I roll towards her and, always her way, since she first was, her fingertips, they trace my lips, her palm strokes my cheek, and morning seeps in and we lay bare face to bare face. “Kiss me ag...

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  • The Prayer of Quiet

    On Wednesday, September 16 th, 2009

    Be silent, and listen to God. Let your heart be in such a state of preparation that His Spirit may impress upon you such virtues that will please Him. Let all within you listen to Him. This silence of all outward and earthly affection and of human thoughts within us is essential if we are to hear His voice.” ~Francois Fenelon My soul waits in silence for God only ~P...

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  • Ugly Prayer

    On Wednesday, September 09 th, 2009

    He was leaning up against the doors I walk through every Sunday, when the words crossed his lips. He was looking me right in the eye. “I know it for sure. This is my Africa.” The topography slides. I leave him at the chapel doors. I drive home. Home to the middle of northeast North America, east of where the buffalo roamed, far north of the Mason-Dixon line. The...

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  • How to Build a House of Prayer

    On Wednesday, September 02 nd, 2009

    I sort darks from the lights and rifle through soul laundry, the swoop, the motion, the quiet aloneness, lending itself to the inner washing. Again, the return always to this: “It is written,” he said to them, ” ‘My house will be a house of prayer‘” (Luke 19:46). Christ dwells in the houses of prayer. I load grimy jeans into machine, murmur h...

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  • What Could Change Everything: A Pilgrimage into Prayer

    On Tuesday, August 25 th, 2009

    I read it in a book, one line, and carry it around with me for days, a new map: “The literal translation for the words ‘pray always’ is ‘come to rest’.” Somewhere along the line I got the idea that He needs hands more than He needs knees. Knees are so hidden, hands so laudable. We know which we like. Bellies bloat hunger in Uganda and women d...

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  • Prayer: Why We Struggle (and how not to)

    On Wednesday, August 19 th, 2009

    The only reason we fail to pray is because we’ve made an idol out of self. I discover it on a Thursday picking up errant crayons, scattered legos, swiping up crumbs. I can’t stop. I’d like to. I keep glancing at the clock, knowing it’s time to rest, to close my eyes and pause for morning prayer. Pray like Jesus and all Jews did through the centuries, li...

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