As I’ve traveled through the journey of Lent, I’ve bared one thing in mind, “sacred.” The hunger for what is preserved, what is untapped and what is connected with God in a deep and meaningful way. This has always been at the forefront of my relationship with God, as I’ve grown an intolerance to what… Continue reading The dish towel gospel
Do you have an eighth day? One where you worship and weep, One where you sing and allow yourself to escape the world. Where you float on God’s tears Where you are simply there to draw closer to the creator, and not the creation. Christ’s death on the cross is not just some event that… Continue reading The Eighth Day
Damien Rice has been a central musical figure in my life since around 2005. His song,”The Blower’s Daughter” haunted me for quite some time after seeing the movie Closer with Natalie Portman. The song gripped me, as few have, and I ran out to buy the album “O” soon thereafter. Yes, he was cool because… Continue reading Lord, Can you hear me?