Others have nicer names for it, names such as "compassion fatigue" or "burn out" or "emotional exhaustion." I suppose all of those terms are accurate, but in myself I see it as plain, unvarnished cynicism. Sometimes the needs of the world close in on me until I cannot breathe, then I crash under the weight. …
Month: April 2019
With His Wounds We Are Healed
Who has believed what he has heard from us? And to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed? For he grew up before him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground; he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we …
Not to Condemn
My stomach growled with hunger and my feet hurt from a busy twelve-hour shift, but I resisted the urge to go home and collapse. Instead I crept into the soft glow of the sanctuary at the Methodist church a few blocks from work. It was Ash Wednesday, and I remembered how the service last year …
arabah rejoice 