On my drive west to my new, temporary home of West Texas, I began to notice the subtle changes; the drastic differences between the place that had always been my home and where I was headed somehow refrained from swallowing me whole. Pulling into town with the remaining distance on my GPS creeping slowly toward my final destination, surelyContinue reading “Este e o meu Brasil”
Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form. Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
Knock, and He’ll open the door Vanish, and He’ll make you shine like the sun Fall, and He’ll raise you to the heavens Become nothing, and He’ll turn you into everything. Rumi. (via fuckyeahrumi)
One cannot wrestle with ultimate truth without becoming a different person. This is not a problem to be solved or a danger to be avoided but an effect to be celebrated. Sandra Schneiders
What Letter Would You Write To A Gay Son?
apoplecticskeptic: sds: “This is what love sounds like.” Nope… try: This is what bigotry sounds like. Good lord I can’t wait until we can look back on these times from the perspective of 50 years’ time. How conservative Christians fail to see this current fight as a near-perfect sequel to the civil rights movement fromContinue reading “What Letter Would You Write To A Gay Son?”
The pieces you hate are what drew me into you; I love what you hide. Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
It’s like @BrianKello had found 1987 again. (Taken with Instagram)
My non-niece Anya drew this and wrote an accompanying song. The best. (Taken with Instagram)
Finding a prayer labyrinth the week I leave Nashville sounds about right. (Taken with Instagram)
One of the most annoying things about dealing with Protestants is their insistence on Biblical authority paired with their inability to agree on what the Bible says. Combined with the tendency to simply assert their supposedly biblical doctrines without “showing their work,” so to speak, leaves one with the feeling that the Bible is simplyContinue reading
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