You’ve always done things differently, and they’ve never failed.
Like the time you turned water into wine.
Or like when you rubbed mud on the blind man’s eyes so he could see.
Or when you healed the paralyzed man because his friends truly believed. And like the time You entered Jerusalem riding on the back of a colt,
Marked with what we will become,
Wearing the weight of where we've been—
The words we've spoken,
The seasons we’ve endured,
The roads we’ve traveled. …
I betray him with a kiss and some blood-soaked coin
but this is the Good day that He would appoint
I place him in cuffs and lead him away…
Heavenly Father,
May I find joy
in the ordinary, mundane good works…
As Adam left the Garden
With Eve close by his side,
As inward, hearts were hardened,
And eastward, daylight died…
Disrupting the garden,
He stirred up the ground,
breathing life into the dust:
God’s image became us…
when i feel like
i am
less…
A long time ago, in old Israel dwelling
There lived a man Jonah, whose story I’m telling.
Now Jonah was special, what they call a prophet,
Who spoke with the Lord, not a person to scoff at…
God gives us more than we can handle
Be it grief, pain, loneliness, scandal…
Oh, come, ye unfaithful
Broken and polluted!
Oh, come ye, oh, come ye…
Advent conceives a hope in the heart:
Creation reborn, a brand new start.
Eden becomes the trough of the beast…
