Obtuse

Obtuse adjective

ob·​tuse | \ äb-ˈtüs  , əb-, -ˈtyüs \

1a: not pointed or acute : BLUNT b(1)of an angle : exceeding 90 degrees but less than 180 degrees (2): having an obtuse angle 2a: lacking sharpness or quickness of sensibility or intellect : INSENSITIVE, STUPID b: difficult to comprehend : not clear or precise in thought or expression

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/obtuse

Willfully
Blindfully
Ignoring all evidence 
Peer reviewed published
Text to the contrary

Perpetuating
Shrieking 
Spouting all
Ignorance 

Ignorance
Ignorance 
on a Calamitous scale

Death
Death

Death comes knocking

Death comes knocking
(He needs no convincing)

Death 
Death
Death comes knocking
Death comes knocking
Still

All That Glitters Is Not Gold

I watched you

Holding court

In the place
Where she should have been

Smug
Broad smile 
The confident shell
(hiding deceit and theft and and)

I watched you

My smile thin and wan

Forced

Dredging up forgiveness to accompany it from my tired worn out soul

I watched you

You got the brass ring
You did
(Not gold mind you)

Brassy

Plundered

Ill gotten gain

I watched you and wondered

How long Oh Lord how long

Will the guilty go unpunished

How long

I forgive
I forgive
I forgive
I forgive
I forgive
I forgive

I forgive

Another Sunday

He lets me rest in green meadows;
    He leads me beside peaceful streams.
  He renews my strength.
He guides me along right paths,
    bringing honor to his name.

Psalm 23: 2-3 (NLT)


Another Sunday 

And I wake to the dull ache of 

Displacement

Replacement

Ideologies masked as theologies

That 

Shipwreck sanctuary for

(me)


Spirit steer me

(and my fellow refugees) 

Home

We long for

Home

Obstreperous

obstreperous
 adjective | ub-STREP-uh-rus
 Definition
 1 : marked by unruly or aggressive noisiness : clamorous1

Obstreperous
Hard to pronounce
One has to peer
And 
Roll the word about
Careful not to miss a consonant 
(or vowel)

Obstreperous
Marked by unruly or aggressive noiseness
Clamorous

Oh church
Be not named such
Behaving like a child too much indulged 

“Go To Your Room!”

And shut the door
And

Seek Spirit
Seek Jesus
Seek Poppa

Return to

Love

Joy

Peace

Patience

Kindness

Goodness

Faithfulness

Gentleness

And 

Self Control









1. Merriam-webster.com/word-of-the-day retrieved April 15, 2021




Used to

“As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng. Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.” Psalm 42: 1-5 (NIV)

I remember how I
Used to
(because)
I was of
 Use to
(and)
Now I am no 
Use to
(and)
The sanctuary is defiled

(and so)

I weep and wait
(and)
Crawl into Your lap Papa
(and)
Trust You and yet wait in
 Sadness Hope and Praise

Thicker Skin

I would like an outfit of thicker skin
That I could just don when I need it

When words
And systems
And processes
And theologies
Rip mine and unclothe me 
Leaving me

Vulnerable 
And
Shivering
And 
Weak 
And 
Cold

Love One Another

“By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” 
John 13:35 (NIV) 

The impossibility of this staggers me
Love one another? 
What does that look like in these days of 
Darkness 
And
Division
And 
Derision 

Help me O Spirit
Show me the way
Fill me
Move me
Challenge and correct  me

May Your words be my words
Your way my way
Your heart my heart
Your thoughts my thoughts
Guide me along  this unlit path
Shine Jesus Shine1






1 Graham Kendrick, Shine Jesus Shine, 1988.

Please Don’t Call Me Christian

Please don't call me Christian 
I want a new family name
Ours is blackened beyond use or 
Reasonable recognition and
I'm ashamed to be associated with It 
(with you) 
Because

You've sullied it completely 
With your

Flag Waving Hatred
And Racism
And Sexism
And Greed 
And Lust for Power 
And Politics
And Privilege
And Violence
And Ignorance
And Malice toward the many who don't fit into your boxes  
(whoever that might be) 

I don't want a moniker at all

What is the good way forward 
Father
What is  
The Way
The Truth
The Life

Now


Orphaned

“These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One  with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng.” 
Psalm 42:4 (NIV)

Orphaned

You moved
Changed
And are unrecognizable to me

I don’t fit

In this family

(and I’m weary 
of making elbow room 
for me)

Your Body

 “that all of them may be one”
John 17: part of verse 21 (NIV)

I don’t recognize you anymore

I’m out of place
Out of joint 
With you

When did the ground shift under my feet 

And create this angry defiant individualistic I’ll do what I want space that 
I don’t recognize
(or fit)
In?

When did ‘what you want’ 
Become more important than
What 
They 
Need? 

(consideration, kindness, space, a place)

Did it happen so slowly
So imperceptible (to my rose-coloured view)
That I couldn’t discern it?

Did I live in false hope that

It 
Wasn’t
Happening?

Was it always there?

I don’t recognize you

Anymore

Now 
I
Wait 
In 
Silence
And
Grief
And
Lament 
And 
Hope

That you will be restored

(getting back to normal won’t do it folks) 

And

I will be able to fully

Embrace you

Again

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