Our Father

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I’ve been praying the Lord’s prayer lately.  I feel peace and connection to God in praying the words whilst contemplating their meaning. Jesus, in his brilliance, gave us a prayer that is perfect, simple and deeply meaningful.  For the last few weeks, I find myself ruminating on just the first two words. Continue reading

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Tough Questions

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Becoming Christian has it’s challenges. It’s not like joining AA where there’s an easily discernible program to follow and everyone is pretty much on the same page. Becoming Christian means wading into a morass of strong opinions and varying interpretations.  The people and leaders and doctrines are often conflicted within the breadth of the Christian spectrum. Trying to find my place is, at times, confusing and frustrating and hard. I’m grappling with some tough questions straight out of the gate. Continue reading

I Believe him.

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I believe Jesus is who he says he is. Until recently I’d never asked myself the question. I’d left the existence of Jesus in a nebulous place… Jesus: worshiped by Christians, distrusted and mocked by others, literary figure, has something to do with Christmas, one of many people/prophets/deities/works of fiction who wield religious influence. I never really got so far as the actuality of Jesus on the very few days I thought about it. Continue reading

Destination Amargosa

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Marta Becket and her Amargosa Opera House are my source of inspiration as the year begins. This woman left behind life as she knew it to became a conduit of pure (and divine) inspiration. She took a dilapidated abandoned theater in a veritable ghost town in the middle of a harsh desert and turned it into a place of beauty, creation and well being. I see the way God works in so much of what Marta Becket did. Her story touches me deeply and inspires me to stand ever more resolute in my conviction to lead a faith based life. Continue reading

God vs. The Universe

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I can remember a day in the not so distant past when I wouldn’t use the word ‘God’. I used to say ‘the universe’ instead. The God word evoked feelings of resistance and disdain whereas ‘the universe’ felt expansive and important. I was agnostic. I was arrogant. I used the language of the uncommitted. Continue reading