To continue the thread of making this site a better resource for you, I’ve added another ‘permanent’ page that will take you to posts that probe the concept and experience of Hope.
And don’t forget the pages on Prayer I added a few weeks ago.
Both pages are now part of the main menu above; you can also use the buttons below for easy access.
Grace and peace to you…
dw
If I have anything to say to the Christian community in America and around the world, it is rooted in the tragic and hopeful reality that sustains and empowers black people to resist the forces that seem designed to destroy every ounce of dignity in their souls and bodies.
Cone, James H.. The Cross and the Lynching Tree (pp. 14-15). Orbis Books. Kindle Edition.
If I have anything to say I say to all my kind Let us listen to this man Let us hear what he has to say May it break our hearts Open our eyes Bring us Awareness Confession Repentance Forgiveness Healing dw
I mentioned some time back that I’m looking into ways I can make becomingflame.com more helpful. A step in that direction is this new page on prayer. I offer it with the prayer that God might use it in ways only God can imagine. Grace and peace to you…dw
Don’t love the world’s ways. Don’t love the world’s goods. Love of the world squeezes out love for the Father. Practically everything that goes on in the world—wanting your own way, wanting everything for yourself, wanting to appear important—has nothing to do with the Father. It just isolates you from him.
1 John 2:15-17 – Peterson, Eugene H.. The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language . The Navigators. Kindle Edition.
Who would have thought when I wear a mask I don't hide behind it but instead flash a broad smile: you are important to me when I stay home self-isolating I reach out: I care for you this much Who would have thought when I deny myself bear the inconvenient cross before me (the world behind me) I follow my Maker embracing the world and you Whoever would have thought or said such a thing?
dw
I’m still breathing
(deep breaths, whenever possible)
Still thinking
(more thoughts than I can put into words)
Until I read a book
(The Cross and the Lynching Tree)
That arrests the flow of breath and thoughts
(my heart asserting it’s proper place)
Leaving only this thought in these words:
Lord, have mercy on me and my kind.
dw
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