Pink, orange, purple, and blue sprawl across the evening horizon, melting into the Pacific Ocean, as frothy white breakers threaten to wage war against the current coastline. A young evergreen just to my right struggles to point to heaven amidst the heavy barrage of wind, stand strong young friend. I am listening to Sigur Ros’… Continue reading brother evergreen
just some current thoughts…in essay form.
Globalization has made Christians increasingly aware of America’s interdependence with the rest of the world. The internet and news media have provided technicolor pictures of the plight of the worlds poor unlike any other time in history. Beneath the thin veneer of the American Dream lies the grim reality that America’s consumerism comes at great… Continue reading just some current thoughts…in essay form.
I fear were in for a bumpy ride!
Recently it has been humbling to realize that I haven’t been living life in accordance to my current understanding of the gospels. In doing some soul searching I have come to realize that I am afraid to follow Christ with my life. I fear the drug addict, transient, and sexual deviant. I am afraid of… Continue reading I fear were in for a bumpy ride!
Damn prophetic voices.
“Shout it aloud, do not hold back. Raise your voice like a trumpet. Declare to my people their rebellion and to the house of Jacob their sins. Day after day they seek me out; they seem eager to know my ways, as if they were a nation that does what is right and has not… Continue reading Damn prophetic voices.
yet another uncomfortable delimma.
So…last night I went to the Portland Rescue Mission to go to the volunteer orientation. I was really frustrated at times with some of the other folks at the meeting. People gave their wise advice on how they don’t want to “enable” the homeless by giving them money that may go toward their vices. I… Continue reading yet another uncomfortable delimma.
It all starts with a thought…Good-bye fear! My first blog!!!
I am a dreamer…This blog is an experiment in mixing the suttle colors or OUR dreams and applying them to the canvas of OUR shared experience and knowledge. This, so that through our collective dialogue we might truly know, and as a result live covered in the dusty unimaginable hues of our Rabbi, the Servant King.