Reflections on Love
Sometimes a broken heart is a paralyzing and gut-wrenching fear of being abandoned.
Reflection
Truly, it is in darkness that one finds the light, so when we are in sorrow, then this light is nearest of all to us.
Lectio Divina: Galatians 1:3-5
Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ, who gave himself for our sins to rescue us from the present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
Thoughts:
Christ’s death saves us from this present evil age.
Nothing mentioned about being saved from God’s displeasure. What could that mean?
Listening to Lupe Fiasco
All muslims are not terrorists. As a matter of fact here’s a muslim brother adept at pointing out the home-grown terrorists here in North America. Apparently American history has a long line of terrorist activity.
Father’s Day
It was good to see my kids.
Thanks guys for the love.
I’m Back Without Vengeance
Hello friends. I finally have my internet hooked up in my new spot. Its been a wild couple of months of turmoil, transition, and torture. Now I’m back in the blogosphere. My past infrequency was tied to my previous request for prayer. A couple of things have changed in my life:
1. I have become a member of a church (after being on a six year church hiatus…only attending different churches). I am now a member of Christ Central Church. Senior pastor Howard Brown and associate pastor Giorgio Hiatt. Great community. Folks have been there for a brutha over the past several months. Life-giving friendships have been forged and are being forged.
2. A couple of writing projects are on the fire. I’ll update anyone still reading this blog in the near future. In my travels I found An Emergent Manifesto of Hope in just about every Borders or Barnes-Nobles I run into. That’s really cool!
3. Thinking about the blues, social justice, love, and friendship.
Expect more blogging in the near future. For real.
Captured by Love
They say time heals the wounds of life. A nice thought but a difficult one to actually live with. I’ve been recently wounded by life to find out that true love is a gift from God and not a product of human achievement. Love captures us in its mysterious embrace. For the past couple of weeks I have even asked God to take away this love that has captured me. God does not answer. What to do? Love will not give up its embrace. Is this mercy?
