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Making Space for Listening

  Lately I’ve been settling into routine and intentionally making space for my introversion. In seminary I took the Myers-Briggs and was told that I was confused. How could I sit so stalwartly in the middle of the E and…

When You Forget Who You Are

“I know who you are,” I whisper to my blond curly headed sister and squeeze her shoulders tight.  Her eyes water and I pray the words bounce around the cavern of her body and stick deep into her heart.  She’s…

Thinking about you, my Mama

Today, I’m thankful for my beautiful mama… Bethel Farrington Myers Bethel, House of God All I saw were the loads of laundry and the nightly meal,   I had no idea how strong you had to be to silently offer…

Good, Good Friday

Today, God hung slack on a tree, Bleeding red love Hungry Shamed Alone.   Today, Compassion cried bloody tears On the mob that killed it And asked forgiveness For the hand and the hammer And cried, “Father!” to stopped-up ears.…

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