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Prayer to an Unknown God
A reader of this blog (aka my mother) wrote in with this question: How do you pray if you do not believe in a higher power. I don’t say there is not one but for me it does not make … Continue reading
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Tagged belief, God, grace, gratitude, nueroscience, nuerotheology, poems, poetry, spiritual practices, unbelief, yoga
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Napping
Sometimes a nap is just a nap. But sometimes A nap is so restorative, So rejuvenating That I awake A whole new person. Sometimes a nap is a chance to hang out with God to let God hold me for … Continue reading
Nicole’s Prescription
this poem was written in the summer of 2006 when Nicole was 12–I wrote it from my memory of an overheard conversation between my daughter and an older lady in our church community who was struggling with serious illness at … Continue reading