June 2010
15 posts
And… That’s my store. This little phone is why I was at work for 17 hours yesterday and 13 today… crazy. Let’s all get one and have face time!!! I miss my friends.
Lord Is Not a Word by Christian Wiman
Lord is not a word. Song is not a salve. Suffer the child, who lived on sunlight and solitude. Savor the man, craving earth like an aftertaste. To discover in one’s hand two local stones the size of a dead man’s eyes saves no one, but to fling them with a grace you did not know you knew, to bring them skimming homing over blue, is to discover the river from which they came. Mild...
Tonight the sound of crickets is deafening in the blue-black darkness of...
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