renewal
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Invitation 4
Hi, all. My blogging service, Typepad, was under attack and rendered inoperable since last Thursday. Today, Tuesday, it's up and running again. What follows is what I had intended to post Friday through Sunday (Good Friday through Easter), pulled together… Continue reading
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Whiteboard
Picture your lifeas a whiteboardon which is writtenall you've been toldabout life and meaning– all you should believe, all you should do, all you should be. Thus crammed witha lifetime of scribbling,the board is unreadable,a jumble of… Continue reading
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Thinning Walls
How thin these walls have become,the walls between youth and age, between the conscious and the unconscious, between this world and the next, between my heart and yours, between our hearts and theirs. Permeable.Translucent. Through ever-thinning wallsI hear other voices.I… Continue reading
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Grief
Tears flow.Run themuntil they run clear. Tearskeep moistthe wounds,speed healing,prevent scarring. Sadness hurts,sometimes feelsit might kill. But sadness heals.One must trust this is so.Allow it. Sadness is baptism,ritual cleansing and promise–enter these watersboldly. One dayyou exit the fontwith memory intactbut… Continue reading
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Rainy Days in Denver
In Denvera rainy day is a rare gift. For those of you from drizzly climesit may seem annoying and dreary,but for us,it's our world renewed and cleansed,and we know the next few dayswill yield brighter green lawns.freshened airand a sense… Continue reading
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Penitence
P is for presuming I've compassion.E is for the envy that I feel.N is the nursing of depression.I is for the innocence I steal.T is for the time I keep on wasting.E is for each moment lived in fear.N is… Continue reading
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On the Eleventh Day of Christmas
You feel it, don't you,the slow, sad, slipping away of Christmas? –the ebbing of joy and hopefulness,like the fading buzz of an exceptionally good glass of wine,like the last wax dripping from the taper, congealing on the evergreens below,like… Continue reading
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Peculiar Reality
It's a peculiar reality: We do nothing without God.God does nothing without us. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Peculiar Blindness
When God repairs our visionwe're stuck with peculiar blindness:all those things with which we try to define ourselves–even faith–become invisible;we only see what matters. What is left? Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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A New Name for God
Every dayinvent a new name for God. Every dayfind another wayto voice your experience of the eternal. Death comeswhen you cease reachingfor the horizon that leads you onwardto speak in as yet unknown tongues. Don't resistand don't be afraid. Text… Continue reading