This past week didn’t hold a lot of writing time for me, but luckily there’s a whole internet full of talented people being poets and prophets and writers. Here are a few of my favorites:
“The 1 Command that Could Resurrect the Church, Our Hurting Places & the Sisterhood of Women” by Ann Voskamp
“You’d think disciples are actually known by the number of points of their creeds, the acceptable books on their shelves, the right conferences on their calendars, the approved names they drop in the church foyer.
You’d think Christ’s own were known by who they avoid, who they disdain, who they call out, who they label. You’d think being known by your love was being known as a liberal instead of a Christian, and there are thousand things backward about this.”
Ann Voskamp writes beautifully about this all-too-familiar plague of Christianity: the belief that total agreement is needed for fellowship and friendship. She reminds us that we are all a part of the body.
“The wilderness is a place where time is slow. City life moves fast. The wilderness has no clocks.
The wilderness is a place of desolation. There is nowhere we can flee from the presence of God, but I’ll be damned if I know where he is.
The wilderness is a place of transition. Transition is the in-between space, suspended between what has come and what will come. Another way of putting it is that transition is a place of ANXIETY.
The wilderness is a place of wandering. There is no cut path, no road signs, no GPS. Destinations usually prove to be mirages. You must wait for someone to show you the way out, and you have no idea when they’ll come.
The wilderness is a place of quiet. It is lonely and secluded and private, no matter who else is in there with you. Sometimes it is a peaceful quiet. Sometimes it is a terrifying quiet.”
I could really quote this whole post. For me, reading it was one of those times when you hear someone else’s thoughts and it’s as if they have a window into your life. If you’re in the wilderness now, read this. If not, read it anyway and tuck it away for your next wilderness place.
“Watching Marcel interact with my daughter and her classmates, it struck me: the suffering and tragedy he is giving his life to fight is fueled, in part, by the toys many of us are consuming.
As Marcel sat humbly and graciously in front of those second graders, there was no way he could have known.”
Posts like this are so important for those of us in the wealthy, first-world west; we can’t ignore the fact that our choices and the way our consumer society functions have consequences.
This is the music I listen to nearly every time I write. Dawes just tells fantastic stories, like this: