from Rumi

I called through your door, 
"The mystics are gathering
in the street. Come out!"

"Leave me alone. 
I'm sick."
"I don't care if you're dead!"
Jesus is here, and he wants 
to resurrect somebody!"

Rumi

Stench of sorrow about my life,

Barrenness breaking me at last.

My hope is that somehow You are praised, Oh God,

Who finds burning flesh fragrant and pleasing.

Rebellion, Authority, and a Contentious Spirit.

Needed this today.

Jimmy Evans on Authority

Happy Valentine's Day to Me

And I would have deleted it altogether but those little {brilliant and very wealthy} jerks know that I can't import my contacts into Yahoo or Gmail once I delete the profile.

Thankful

News came on Saturday evening that a friend's husband took his own life. Everything looked a bit different by morning...Finding myself overwhelmed with sorrow and bowed low with thankfulness for love and laughter and held hands and a God who holds hurt and mystery and grace and mercy.

I'm left thinking two things with every exhale.

This world is a mess. 


Come Lord, Jesus.

All praises to the one who made it all/And finds it beautiful