Random poetry

Day by day my hands are dry Washing washing soap and lye Hands that cook, hands that clean, hands that hold and cherish things unseen Prep a turkey, drive the car Push the basket, touch a bar Scrub the dishes, mop the grease Rinse the fruit, take a pee Change a diaper, wipe a kid Noses, bottoms, faces, feet Washing washing germs away so sweet. Dried out, cracking, rough…

Neo-Monastic

The Village is a neo-monastic mega house church nestled in the heart of Tucson. Its unique way of following God is born out of a passion to love our neighbors well by taking them into our lives and homes and serving each other out of the gifts and abilities God gives us collectively and individually. It is the way in which we live out our vision to bring healing…

what i mourn

I was talking recently with Eric and was referring to a few blogs I had written recently... but he mentioned he hadn't read them even though I post them on facebook... then he encouraged me to post them here. If you're on facebook and you see my blog- I might duplicate stuff over here... hope that's ok :) Also, The Village is still an intimidating place for me... we're…