Handmade (a poem about evidence)

I gaze at the heavens, searching for you, my God. (Ps. 123:1, ICEL Psalter) Handmade Barefoot in the dirt outside our tent in the dark, I bend back my head and open my heart to the sky. I hope to see heaven unravel, galaxies take up the thread then spin, then snap as larger, more practiced hands pull spacetime taut […]

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You Set My Heart Free

I used to think the rules were there To save me from my freedom and make me good To keep my feelings in their place, and never let my will escape To never choose, but just obey – I thought surrender was that way. I used to think that freedom meant to leave the trail and wander by myself To […]

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Psalm 42

I say to God my rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about taunted by my enemy?” Voices question me, saying, Where is your God? Where is your God? Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls And all of your waves have swept over me No piece of myself is the way that it […]

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God breathing

Psalm 33:6, ICEL God speaks: the heavens are made; God breathes: the stars shine. About 10,000 galaxies appear in the Hubble ultra-deep-field image. A detail is shown to the left, and the full image is at the bottom of this post. It’s a real picture, not an artist’s rendition, and some of the galaxies in it are more than 13 […]

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