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Your life is now hidden with Christ in God.
-Colossians 3:3 
I have a friend who is a major St. Louis Cardinals fan.  When I say “fan,” keep in mind that it is shortened for “fanatic,” as in whoa, that dude is a fanatic or have you ever met someone as fanatical as he?  That’s the level of [...]

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Tonight I wait, like a silent, ghostly stalker,
for the presence I have known before.
He comes. 
I am quiet and eager, hoping. 
My eyes are wide, ears alert and attuned. 
My soul is aroused
here in the darkness where I wait.
I wait like a Savannah killer waits for his prey,
ready to pounce and shred and tear
with all claws and teeth. 
Steely, [...]

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Batter My Heart

by John Donne
Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
(read the rest here)

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Will the Real Men Please Stand Up
A free verse reflection on Christian manhood by Keith Drury
I am a man.
At least I want to be.
I am male,
for sure.
But am I a man?
What makes a male a man?
What turns a boy into a man?
I need models.
Please show yourself, men.
So I can see you.
Study your ways.
Admire you.
Imitate you.
Will [...]

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Twilight

In the twilight on the path,
“the Way,” walking a balance, a tip-toe
between life and death,
at last something has caught
my eye and breath
and like a breeze in a ship’s mast
compells me toward the deep,
this endless sea of hope before me.
What is this unsatisfied and painful need
aching and oozing like a thorn-sore
for the Guide to come again [...]

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The Silence and the Fury

Silence.
It falls quickly, quietly,
an elusive prey
in a culture priding itself
on do-this-get-that-turn-this-on-
noise,
the buzzing and whirling and whining
that is antithematic with
the chriping and blowing and splashing
movement of the wild outside –
or maybe antitheological,
this noise.
Silence
is a harder music to grasp,
and in the grasping
we lose the melody.
Maybe rather it is a predator
and we the prey,
and it grabs a hold [...]

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When I called, you answered me; you made me bold with strength in my soul.
-Psalm 138:3, NASB.
I opened the Scriptures this morning to this verse. Immediately I felt drawn — no, not drawn — pierced by something in it. What is it, exactly, that has speared me? Something about strength in the soul. Something about [...]

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