Sometimes I’m not sure who or what we’re referring to
when we talk about God.
Is He a machine in charge of upholding institutions
or amorphous love cloud?
I like to think of God in terms of the Simple Gospel:
“I wanna know you more,
like I know a friend.”
Does that encapsulate all God is?
By no means, but it’s a good place to start.
Here I am
in the water
washing off all my fears
Here you are,
doing the same.
Let us hold hands and talk awhile
while wading further in,
until we are completely engulfed.
“I wanna write a romance novel,” she says,
“where things are messy, things are perfect,
where romance isn’t smooth,
and the lovers don’t quite know what they’re doing.
Otherwise, you go into love thinking everyone’s got it all together,
and that’s not the case at all.
We’re imperfect beings, our fiction should be an education in that
So that reality goes a little smoother.”
I eagerly await your arrival
the time when you return from places abroad
so we can talk face to face,
that we can share a meal together
and you can tell me the story of your journey.
Phone calls are not enough, FaceTime will not do
I need you, in your fullness
your wonderful self,
self travels my love,
I eagerly await you.
looking at you
as you look at me,
reading your emotions
as you read mine
can you see the story
behind my eyes?
Have i been successful in
conveying the secrets of my soul
without a word spoken twixt us?
I’ve seen the billboards.
I’ve read the news.
I’ve heard it all.
Just tell me about
There is a time for much company,
for cross-table chats and boisterous behavior;
then there is time for small rooms, intimate ventures,
quiet, soulful conversations
Now, I think, is the time for the latter