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Gift
You can give me no greater giftthan helping me seek my own truth. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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The Point
Jesus never asked anyoneto be orthodox,but he repeatedly asked everyoneto serve, help and heal. Why our obsessionwith creed and confessionwhen Jesus, our brother,says, "Love one another"? Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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On to Celebration
Now is the time for celebration–yes, we have experienced loss,but we are not diminished. We have joined unsteady handsand pulled each other through. If not stronger, we are wiser,having found life in death,hope in sadness,God in one another. Yes,now it… Continue reading
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Christmas, Day 10
I am a string of Christmas lightswith many burned-out bulbs. It must be someone's jobto keep me merry and bright. Someone?Anyone? Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Greasing the Skids
"Grease the skids,"said his father. He had no ideawhat skids were,or where or how to grease them,or what relevance either grease or skids hadto his current problem. His father was proneto sudden, short and seemingly certain solutionsto any problem,all of… Continue reading
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What I Need from You
Hey, Omar, my bartender:Share with me your wisdom. Hey, Isabel, assembling my burger:What has life taught you? Hey, Muhammad, my cabbie: What of your former lifemight illuminate mine? Hey, boss:If you were to mentor me,what guidance would you offer? Every one… Continue reading
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Too Much
If I said to you,"Life is too much for me,"how would you respond? Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Ten-Thousand Poems
Today, around the globe,ten-thousand poems shall be written,one, perhaps, by me. Each begins with an ache,likely echoing another's ache–answering, enflaming, soothing… But most(this one?)may never be sent beyond these few, ruled lines,never find life beyond this page,lost to all but… Continue reading
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March 14, 2012
I stand at the sink.In the sink are a coffee cup,a cereal bowl,and a spoon.At this moment,the energy it will taketo move these three itemsfrom the sink to the dishwasherseems overwhelming.I can not do it. This is depression. For me,… Continue reading
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Tired
He speaks of tiredness–the weariness of the one long oppressed,whose limits have been reached,ready to snap,left with one resource–retaliation. He speaks of tiredness–the weariness of one so tightly rightthat any lapse of strengthis to admit incorrectness and failed idealism–implosion. He speaks… Continue reading