Who do I love…

Augustine’s question, “who do I love when I say I love my God?” is an apt one.  It’s honest.  For all of our highly articulated dogma’s or “namings” we must acknowledge, in the end, that a question mark lingers with the person of God.  The face of God, unrevealed to Moses, is still no more [...]

Beauty…

I thought this was beautiful.  A friend sent it to me and it deeply touched me. It’s a bit lengthy but check it out–make sure you have your sound on as the music creates a wonderful dynamic.

The Ultimate Question & Answer

Americans have become conditioned to believe the world is a gray place without absolutes; this is because we’re simultaneously cowardly and arrogant.  We don’t know the answers, so we assume they must not exist. But they do exist. They are unclear and/or unfathomable, but they’re out there… Chuck Klosterman “Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs”
Fascinanting. He [...]

Experiments in Truth

More people than I can number or name entrust me with their confession of (non)faith.  Oh, it’s not exactly that they’re faithless.  Actually they tend to be far more faith filled than the religions they are shedding.  They are scared and uncertain, tired or bored, confused or distressed; they don’t readily see the final “vision”; [...]

A feeling…

Longing for some other language, for some geometry or glossolalia or primal scream, sweeps over me. I have every intention of falling on my knees and speaking L O U D L Y! 
There is a sense, as if I want to scream, “I’ve FOUND IT!!!” But of course what I really mean is that I have lost [...]

Entering Mystery

Songs for me, and particularly the personal writing of songs, are a prophetic thing.  I rarely know why I write what I do–they more or less flow out in built in rivers of word and melody.  To be honest, I’ve never felt like I had much control over them; they are their own creatures and [...]

Dreaming Into Being

One thing that it’s hard to avoid in the world of web word is criticism…
Self introspection and critique…corporate picking and pulling apart…genuine crankiness….
And it sort of reminds me of bad 8th grade poetry. When the only way to express oneself creatively was to be dark or ominous.
Pop psychology says that middle school angst is caused [...]

What Color Is God-Part 1

“…So then he says, ‘What color is God?’” My friend looks around the room eagerly waiting for the laughs that eventually do come. His seven year old son turns a shade of red I have not seen before and I feel badly for the kid at whose expense the clever story is being told. [...]