Because Souls Are Like Gardens
'Because Souls Are Like Gardens' is a collection of fictional and non-fictional musings—anywhere from life's quirky moments and general happenings, to thoughts and experiences around Jesus, the Kingdom, and truth. Much like a garden, what is planted here today, will be different to what is planted here tomorrow. Happy Pickin's!
On Thursday morning two weeks ago as I took the trash out before leaving for work, I halted mid-motion under the skyscape above. I must admit, I may have looked a little meerkat-like after poking my head out of my burrow (apartment) and then climbing all the way out in response to the “wowness” of the sky...
This is a thank you note to say I appreciate the fact that in YOU that I LIVE and move and have my being... not through anything else.
I see Jesus stepping onto platforms made from wood and nails, cement and bricks, electronics and social media, hearts and minds—platforms that have been made for religion, culture and the entertainment of man. Platforms that have made God subservient to their own agendas, ideas, and desires...
If I am to be honest, sometimes seasons like this can be burdensome and tiring (depending on which lens I choose to look through), but just now in worship I began seeing some things that I now feel led to share with you. They are eternal things I value and treasure...
So after many years, I think I finally get it (just dove right on in there, didn’t I?) If you live according to the flesh (place your eyes on your flesh) you will reap the things...
These days, This era, This time in history, Has opened up a space for a clarion call, An invitation, That was never actually laid to rest in the first place...
For this past week I have been seeing a black scorpion appear from underground and wreak havoc in people’s lives—more specifically...
I see small sailboats gliding over water. The water is pristine. Calm. Clear and enticing. The sailboats are all headed in the same direction with the breath of Holy Spirit...
Jesus, You are our word made flesh. You are our king of kings and our lord of lords. You are our great high priest, our bright and morning star. You drive back darkness...
I picked these flowers for myself because I like them and because I am worth them. Why? Well, aside from everything else...
