In the jumble of judging judgementalism, and arguing about
grace, and parenting styles, and complementarianism vs. egalitarianism, and
everything else against everyone else because they’ve been hurt and because I
have to be right.
In the jumble of
religion that is a pointed javelin that I practice stabbing into my imaginary
enemies. Just in case.
Remind me. Make me a list.
Of
Remind me. Make me a list.
Of
children
vegetables
trees
the color green
the swoosh of the wind
abundant summer fruit
Lead me through rich pastures. Point out the silly sheep and
the beautiful wildflowers. Let me drink from little brooks. Restore me soul.
Let me know You.
