Isn’t the sameAs not having confidence in your position,Its recognizingThat the world is bigger than youAnd has people in it that may haveBetter and brighter ideasThan your own.The quintessential leaderWho always looks like they are in the knowAnd scorns at even the shadow of a doubtMay get our early supportBut if they can’t make roomFor […]Read more "Leaving room for disagreement"
Are often not the onesBest positioned to see everythingFor what it really is-Like a person who’s never goneWithout light,Straining and struggling to seeIn the darkness,For their eyes are not accustomedTo the experience of thoseWho live in the shadows.Yet their privilege gives them powerThat no one else has,To change the order of things,To make the room […]Read more "The privileged ones"
Are not necessarily occasionsFor your withdrawalOr consternation,As though you were an inanimatePiece of paperYellowing under the unforgiving sun,Curling in on itself Becoming increasingly deformedAs though it had no choice.Unlike that paperYou are not obligatedTo bend into yourselfWhen you are in pain-Something beautiful can be madeFrom your trauma.The failures of othersNeed not define youNor be the […]Read more "The failures of others"
The promise of the retail storeIs that sitting on their shelvesIs the thing your heart has been yearning forAll along,All you need is cashAnd you too will be care-freeWind in your hairLiving your best life,But how much happinessCan you actually buy?There are hard limits to whatRetail joyCan really deliverAnd even its greatest offerringsFall far, far […]Read more "Retail Joy"
There really is no need.No real real obligation to do this.You won’t lose nearly as muchAs you think you willIf you just stay in your lane.The greatness of othersNeed not diminish your own significanceOr serve as a reference pointFor your particular journey.Your path is your ownFit-for-purposeFor the strength of your legsAnd the contour of your […]Read more "On comparing yourself to others"
When things get heatedAnd conversations grow horns,Our hearts respond in turnBy coming dressed for the occasionBearing knives.Knives that are too easy to pick upAnd too hard to put down-Lacerations of the tongueTargeted jabs of the replyAnd the ever-threatening knife to the throatOf a sharp tone of voice.Its unfortunate that long afterThe final word has been […]Read more "On putting our knives away"
From enemies and vagabondsTo lovers and trusted sonsGod has done a thingThat we will sing about forever,For He has penned a glorious stanzaWith our very lives,Weaving together seemingly random eventsThat converge to form a constellation of His mercies-Moments that made no senseSeasons so dark we lost our very selvesNon-linear paths that all led usHere.To His […]Read more "We have become His poetry"
Christ is no stranger to trauma,To feelings of abandonment,Deep sorrowAnd betrayal.He knows what is isTo cry out in the nightAnd get no answer,To be hunted and falsely accused.He is familiar with exasperating humans-Of being rejected by His ownAnd misunderstood even by His comrades.And most harrowinglyHe knows the painOf dying at the handsOf injustice.This faith we […]Read more "The gospel of trauma"
We all know the great follyOf expecting things to goAccording to plan.But reality is hard to accept.It does not fall gently in our lapsLike an object we can manipulate,Speed up or slow downAs we see fit.We forget that we are just participantsAnd not the adjudicatorsThat we are a part of historyNot the authors of it.In […]Read more "According to plan"
Just the things we didn’t see coming. Reality is complex And every time we engage with it, There are always more things that could happen Than the things we want. When we raise our hands To make a change in the world, We can’t pick and choose The fruits of our labor that we want […]Read more "No such thing as a side effect"