Then The Pipe Burst

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There it is, the misty muddy swill and hiss of a rusted water main bested by the cold snap. That problem has come and I feel the damp of it pressing on the tiny ember of newborn hope recently kindled within me. I’m in that place in life where I’ve got to concede I’ve reached my limit. I’ve blown the balloon of my financial capacity¬†just to the edge of bursting and I’ve got to find a way to release the pressure. I thought maybe, just maybe, the new plan that just arrived, carrying with it direction and hope, would be it. Then the pipe burst. Continue reading

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The Supernatural Arena

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“You’re gonna feel like you got shot out of a cannon into the fourth dimension.” – J. Smith

So much of life after baptism has felt akin to traveling in a foreign country (actually, the better descriptive here would be uncharted dimension) where one must acknowledge different rules, possibilities and ways of being. There is a ‘black and white/good and evil’ tension that becomes impossible to avoid any longer once one enters the Christian paradigm. The devil is a part of this package and, apparently, we are at war. Continue reading