o Mighty, Majestic Creator God

We’re all so beautiful

Made from clay and bone

Filled with the warmth of blood

pumping wildly ‘neath

the softest of skin

Our mouths breathe forth the breath

first put into by God,

the laws say nothing is lost

The power and majesty of the First Day

still surrounds us

every day.

LORD, open my eyes so I can see it

see you

see everything

angels, demons, hope life love danger

community need

let me fall to my knees and thank you

for I am in of everything

You touch

o Mighty Majestic Creator

of heaven and earth.

One Cool Dude

I see a strong man,
an attractive man,
a man who can do anything,
a man whose opinions are valued,
and whose dreams are achievable.

I see a man of worth and value,
a man who fits into his community
with something to offer.

I see a prosperous man,
a hopeful man,
a man of God and a man of the people.

He treats everyone fairly and kindly.
He is not afraid
and inspires others not to fear.

People comes from miles around just to hear more about you
and you go miles away to see them.

Your days are full of adventure and hope
You are the makings of lore.

Live valiantly.
Love endlessly.
Dream often.

Good night.


I love that the Greek word for God’s love for us is agápē

Because, when you remove all the markers above the letters,

you get agape-

like mouth agape, heart agape, mind agape,

wide open.

God’s love for us is so beyond our comprehension

that it should leave us with our jaw hanging down,

we ought to be scratching our heads and

falling to our knees in awe of it.

Likewise, when we love like He loves,

we should illicit the same response.

Forget countercultural.

We’re talking blow-your-mind awesome.

Our love should be so righteous, so pure,

so unexpectedly right

that it leaves a mark, makes a difference,

changes the world, if only a little bit.

There, my friends, is our benchmark.

Time to thrive.