7 of My Favorite Things

Some of my favorite things:

-Jesus Christ (glimpses of the depth of His love and mercy, plus whispers from the Holy Spirit)

-Exercise (soccer, weights, read-walks, running, hiking)

-Sunshine (the warmer, the better)

-Food (esp. Mexican, Japanese, and phở, plus In-n-Out)

-People (all walks of life, whoever wants to have a good conversation)

-Music (esp. 70’s folk, Hillsong, show tunes, and the Wheeland Brothers)

-Nature (esp. mountain forests and ocean adventures)

What are some of yours?

Glory in the Distance

There will come a day when we will live together in harmony

for now there is in-fighting, dissension, and discord,

but I hold onto that bright bright future

for one day it will come-

I see glimmers of it, now and again,

like stars in the sky, often covered by clouds or smog,

but every so often revealed in their full wonder.

Agape

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.

 

To Each Other & To God

Joy Moss started Asheville Beer and Hymns.

She lives up to her name,

a true beam of sunlight amongst clouds.

Every time we play music,

music is always secondary to community-building.

Our mission is higher than what we do,

It is who we are, to each other and to God.

Always in Motion

“This is my first time flying,” says the child, to the woman beside him.

“How exciting! How old are you?” she says.

“Five. How old are you?” he says.

“Old enough,” she says.

She takes out a set of pencils and a therapeutic coloring book.

“Would you like to color?”

The boy looks to his sister, who gives him the okay.

He colors. The plane takes off. He squims.

“I don’t like roller coasters,” he says.

The woman leans in.

“Neither do I,” she says.

The plane levels out.

“Do you have any children?” says the boy.

“Two,” she says, “my son is picking up from the airport.”

She digs through her carry-on.

“He wrote a book.”

The boy looks at the cover, which is in Greek.

“Does he speak a foreign language?” he says.

“No,” she says, “it’s from the Bible. It means masterpiece. We all are God’s masterpiece, see?”

She reads him the first page.

“Oh,” he says. “I know all about God. Mom takes us to church Wednesdays and Sundays. Dad is too busy. He has to work. We’re flying out to see him. He lives in North Carolina now.”

“I bet it will be good to see him,” says the woman, “I haven’t seen my son in some time, either.”

“Why’s that?” he says.

“Sometimes, people move away,” she says. “But we still love them anyway.”

“Yes, that’s true,” he says.

He colors. She reads. They touch down.

Moments of connect, then distance. A Universe shrinking and expanding, but always in motion.

Riding in the Car with Roger

We met outside church,

you sang those songs you wrote with an old country twang

Susan gave you her coat

Katie and I drove you to Ingles

We talked about God and Jesus and YouTube

You bought us cookies and Coca Cola

and then we dropped you off

outside Homeward Bound.

 

At the time we met,

you were thinking of driving out to California,

but I’m glad you’re thinking about staying.

The world needs more people like you.

If We Stay Open

We’re a tribal people

I get it

We preach “inclusion”

but the fact is we all do things to exclude

We have to be aware of that,

we have to be open

to humble enough to say,

“shoot, I had my back turned to so and so

this whole time.”

 

Humility, Listening, Awareness, and Action:

all necessary for growth.