Poetry
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Immanuel in the Garden
We are designed for God-with-us Neither accident nor self-made, but created, Knitted together for joy and pure desire, For flourishing in the presence, To hear the sound of steps at eventide feel no fear. We are walking, running contradictions, Hiding in the detritus of our failures As if this could camouflage our shame. Our deepest Continue reading
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The Feast of the King
No one may see God and live. But here on the mountaintop the veil lifts, Seventy-odd souls feast upon sapphire radiance. They peer over heaven’s footstool. Eternity enters history. A carpenter on a hill breaks bread, Some 5,000 souls eat five loaves and two fish. They know only their hunger. The the beginning of all Continue reading
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The King’s Command
Mark 12:28-34 Hear, O Israel, what the Lord your God expects of you The fullness of law is a generosity transcending prohibition. Directing the currents of love Into the deep veins of your soul, Teaching you to kneel on the inside. Hear, O Israel, you do not love as you should Do you know Him Continue reading
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The King’s Provision
Mark 8:1-21 Take and eat First a curse, an act of pride, Source of shame now everlasting blessing. The promise and provision of heaven Comes to earth, And the hungry are fed. Remember this table set by divine love, Broken bread and broken body Bringing his people home. Continue reading
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Sunday Sermon: Mark 5:21-43
“Do not be afraid, only believe” But I am small In this pressing sea of humanity. Why would you see me, Climbing and crawling in the teeming mass, Desperate and alone, I reach for a shred of Hope. Are you stopping here, for me? You know. Immediately. Oh what have I done? “Daughter, you are Continue reading
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Quarry
Huddled masses, He hears each cry, As you lie wallowing in dust and earth, Surrounded by the sounds of pain Compounded with the clanging hammer strikes. Piece by piece you are chipped away, Broken from the heavy mountain holding you, Gathered in From the only home you have ever known. The hills echo with your Continue reading
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Reyes
The heart of my discontent: Day to day life Goes by unnoticed. It needs a filter, A change in perspective. Some mask to trick me into seeing The beauty. Continue reading
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Both at Once
I’ve been calling them my Attitude Class. I named them for their hinge, Which bends this one way for now, But tantalizes me with the potential for a reversal. The challenge of them crowds my mind. I feel for the other classes; The very joy they bring Is what allows me to rest from them. Continue reading
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Still Learning
They didn’t teach me How best to express an ache For people I don’t know, Or how to help heal a wound That never closes. They didn’t teach me Five steps to fix an evil next door And a continent away. But they did teach me how to love They taught me to stand up Continue reading
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Time Signature for a Fool
I stand ankle deep, Clutching dirty rags in lonely fists, Attempting to soothe my soul with bitterness. Until you pull me further in: You begin waltzing me through the dark waves. You lead me back and forth, Disregarding the rhythm I expected. You move me. And we dance, Until every step glows in the midnight ocean. Continue reading
About Me
I’m Stephanie – a perpetual student and aspiring hobbit. I love language, literature, and theology. I’m happiest when surrounded with good food, good company, and things that grow.
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