Monthly Archives: April 2004

Welcome to the Goldrush

Suddenly I’m weightless.
Gravity is mine.
I see it with my eyes closed,
what my heart knows: we must leave this world behind.
‘Cause when I wake from dreaming,
it’s then I’m most alive.
Eye lids barely open, no words spoken,
ah, but you were by my side.
You can always tell me
anything at all.
Think of all the times
you’ve let my lips move, [...]

An End, Some Means, No Need

I’ve only ever gotten very close to suicide once. I’ve thought about it more than once, mainly because the one time I got close made it a spiritual issue [as if it's not], and, well, I believe in spiritual warfare. Our weaknesses are exploited by the one who tempts.
This is one of mine, [...]

Get There If You Can

I think that we all have regrets in our lives with regard to presence. If you feel like sharing some, please do so.
I’ll be avoiding one this weekend, as I go to see my grandmother in the hospital. She had colon surgery a couple weeks ago, and was in a nursing home to [...]

Tackling Too Much, Too Fast

When I find a problem and really come to grips with it, I always have this urge to charge headlong at it like a crazed strong safety who sees the running play developing in front of his eyes. Like that safety, I want to charge headfirst into the hole, elude the blockers, and knock [...]

A Hallelujah Chorus

Today, I made it to church. Unlike so many times in the last quarter—as I think of it, I don’t think I’d attended worship services at all in my home church in 2004—I not only taught Sunday school but attended worship. Yeah, it’s pretty ludicrous to be at church on a Sunday morning [...]