bamboo mugs & china//a poem

from poember day 8// tea cups and the vibe of the people drinking from them They’re /gen-z climate change activist wannabesclutching bamboo mugs made of fibre and gluedoing their bit to save the world and worryingwhat may become of it They’re /80s kids, large mugs with handles so wide and ceramic so thick that italmostContinue reading “bamboo mugs & china//a poem”

Who else struggles to find joy in trials?

Guest post by Monica Hoffman Consider it pure joy…. You’ve got to be kidding. I bet you know where I am going. “Consider it pure joy when you face trials of many kinds” Seriously? Can that be true? Is that even possible? It must be. It’s Scripture. I have observed however, many in the churchContinue reading “Who else struggles to find joy in trials?”

shalom for the soul//a poem

to be seen and know to the end of your beingarms wide and heart beating andlungs contract with frantic breathing andwaiting for disownment but not receivingit, left confused and wild and slow andknown and known and known and known. shalommeans peace and news that makes wholeto be known is shalom for the whole of yourContinue reading “shalom for the soul//a poem”

even in the dust there is life

there is light even in the places you cannot find it and God has glory even in the times when death seems final and there is peace even when you can’t find a reason behind it and there is newness in the old and the hard and the times of silence for when God tookContinue reading “even in the dust there is life”

So, what are your New Years resolutions?

“What is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?” PSALM 8:4 NIV So, what are your New Years resolutions? It’s a question I’m starting to hear more and more as we enter the new year. We each try to set goals and take direction for the next year.Continue reading “So, what are your New Years resolutions?”

//paper flies//

Paper airplane flying dreams plain and simple straight and clean. Stark contrast with the business, past which it streams; mind of a child taking wings. Imagine if we took everything like a piece of paper- saw past the four edges the bold letters, hard desk edges and saw the potential. If the sheet was folded,Continue reading “//paper flies//”

{This is Paradise}

I miss the hot humid evenings of walking and no fear and laughter over everything. You taught me to accept and to reject rejection. It’s a rare thing to find people who are of the same mind and who set you on fire more than you were before they were in your life. But eventually-Continue reading “{This is Paradise}”