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  • tradition musings

    Christian tradition:

    change and revolution,

    nonviolent aggression,

    dignity and justice,
    bringing to completion;
    recognition of equality, despite social status.
    a pointed arrow, not a loop.

    Christian perspectives
    unique to us.

    they’ve spread elsewhere, suffused the world

    where we progress to and from

    each generation changes

    yet the Spirit leads us

    and scripture too.

    Scripture, but a tool of the Spirit

    a tool of God the Father,

    all pointing to Christ.

    a Christian tradition,

    the anchor point—

    thing on which all is built

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  • Jewels for the crown

    The jewels we make

    the love we show

    Only He determines what will go.

    the mystery of love,

    of seeing into me;

    to be giving, and truthful,

    it is vulnerability.

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  • Church metaphores

    Who will be the bride?

    The metaphor and mystery of love,

    intimacy, connection,

    love in the spirit,

    flesh is but metaphor.

    inserting parts is an imitation, a simile

    a translation of the Truth in Spirit, a mystery

    beyond the flesh.

    Something timeless and eternal,

    preparing the Bride for the Son,

    spotless and clean,

    Perfect for the King.

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  • fast food

    it fills but in emptiness

    sweets and hungers of the world

    they fill but do not satisfy

    They satiate but do not nourish

    only an emptiness

    creating greater hunger

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  • He is the sacrifice

    The Lamb is the sacrifice.

    He takes my sins for me.

    He approaches

    what I never could.

    He bridges the gap.

    He brings me to Eden.

    He reopens the door.

    He keeps the door open when I

    in my arrogance try to close it try to walk away.

    He lets me walk away.

    He does not want to restrain me.

    He only wants those who want to be there.

    He wants to be chosen.

    Which means we must make a choice, which means

    there must be

    Options

    Real opportunities to choose

    something else.

    I choose the Lamb.

    Alone in a shack,

    with no one else and nothing else in the world,

    I will still choose the lamb.

    In celebration with friends in a mansion,

    With all the jewels and money and family and influence in the world,

    I will still choose the lamb.

    Help me to keep making that choice.

    I want to want You just as

    You want to be wanted,

    and I want to be wanted.

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  • Jewels

    We are jewels in His crown. He is worthy.

    we are guests at His banquet. He is worthy.

    He chose us.

    He’s worthy. Jesus is worthy.

    He’s worthy of it all:

    my adoration, my respect, my worship,

    worthy of ruling all creation.

    He is worthy.

    To step so low from such a height

    to reach the lowest of us,

    to connect His heart to ours, He is worthy.

    I’m glad to be a jewel in His crown. I’m glad

    and hope to be a guest at His wedding feast.

    I will be glad to lay my crown

    down before Him, for He is worthy.

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  • Mercy Shines

    Your mercy shines through the dark,

    It’s light fills the whole world.

    I love You Jesus. Thank You for

    Your sacrifice and love.

    Thank You for conquering death,

    thank You for destroying the greatest fear.

    Thank You for offering

    Life.

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  • Chosen

    He wants to be

    chosen.

    He wants to be

    seen.

    He wants to be

    picked.

    He wants to be our

    First priority.

    We want to be our partner’s

    First priority.

    I respect the one who doesn’t

    choose me. I

    let them go their own way.

    Why would God want anything different?

    If He knows a different way will lead

    to death,

    Why would He not warn us?

    I scream!

    But He did. He gave us that warning

    and we are judged by what we know;

    by what we have heard We are judged

    and what we have written on our hearts, we are judged.

    We know.

    But we choose not to listen.

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  • I will not give up

    I have dealt with spiritual things all my life.

    when they know what

    buttons to push, they push them

    relentlessly and hard.

    When the buttons they can push are fewer,

    and you are about to break free,

    They push them harder

    and relentlessly.

    I will not give up.

    I will not surrender to my flesh.

    I will not give up. I am bought for a price.

    I know my value, it is beyond what I can conceive.

    I will not give up. I will seek

    my King. I will pursue the Cross, and the price that was paid for me.

    I will not give up, though I fall in the mud and slide back covered in filth.

    I learn better the chains that hold me and I see better where they are attached.

    I will not give up

    to the process.

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  • Hunting

    Hunting corners that cannot find,

    around the edges I cannot see,

    Scraggly hooks, jagged lines,

    some sharp that makes me bleed,

    some dull to the touch worn away,

    others fresh and painful.

    I try to hide,

    and find the edges.

    I try to hide-

    my pain finds me anyway.

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