Essays & Articles

Starbucks Napkin – Poem.

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There Are Some Dark Clouds Hanging Heavy Over This City I was hunting through the depths of my handbag, cleaning up and out in the buildup to New Year, potentially also because I am bored to death. I found this, that I wrote on a Starbucks napkin on the Upper…

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Christmas Prayer.

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A Christmas Prayer Lord as we celebrate Your birth May we live knowing Jesus, You are our Hope Jesus, You are our Peace May we share with all those around us Family, friends and strangers that Jesus, You are our Joy Jesus, You are Love Great God of love and…

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Fired From Youth Ministry.

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Qualified For Ministry. Today I talked with a friend who’s just been given the boot from a ministry position. It took a really long time for him to get there, both in terms of life preparation, listening to God and then leaping. And it’s never gone as planned. First it…

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Lucidity Speaks – Poem.

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Lucidity Speaks When you speak, how often I must listen with baited breath to hear the thing you might say next, could be funny or serious off guard, i tend to spend these moments and makes me like an addict for I love the rush of blood to my head…

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Questions Of Self.

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I’m Coming Back To This One More Time Stolen from an old Advent post of Steve’s…these are some good questions to ask.. Am I content with who I am becoming? I still haven’t figured that out. If I knew what the end result would be, I’d be too concerned with…

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A Prayer For November

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Dear God. We are at the time of year where moments we have dreamed of, are coming into sight. We can imagine the joy of the sun on our faces as we hand in our final assignments. As we sit our final exams and venture out into summer. As business…

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Letters From America: Where Are You Going?

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Subject: Letters From America Where Are You Going? Fri, October 15, 2004 6:31 pm Where are you going, where do you go? Are you looking for answers, to questions under the stars? If along the way you are growing weary, you can rest with me until a brighter day. I’m…

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