Sunday, January 15, 2023

Church

What if prayers were conversations with loved ones that God was present for?

What if children's ministry was taking my own children tobogganing on a sunny snow covered Sunday?

What if community involvement was becoming a "volleyball mom?"

What if charity was opening up my home and allowing people to disarm over coffee or a meal?

What if the kitchen sink was my alter, my iPhone my worship band and the tears I shed there my offering?

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What if the paycheck is nothing but the deposits we collect cannot be measured?

Is that faith?

How do you live in today's world with interest on the rise and be generous?

What if not doing church brings you the peace and stillness of God?

Can church ever be low-anxiety for a pastor's wife?

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What if we exchanged church oppression for freedom in Jesus?

What if God was more sovereign than we give Him credit for...

and we substituted our lists of needs and wants for love?

What if that prayer for love involved unfair pain and suffering here on Earth?

What if...?

Spaces

The clutter in my space
Means clutter in my mind
I can't think straight
Until I find a path through

Dishwasher needs emptying
Kitchen sink overflowing
More cups on bedroom dressers
Than in the cupboard

Eight laundry bins brimming
Clothes waiting to be washed and worn
Those draped over the floor
A marsh to wade through

Endless cycles of
Wash, rinse, repeat
Spaces that collect 
But never seem to empty

Scattered Legos
Rolling beads
Forgotten glue guns
Oozing glue on the floor

Children who need
A space to play
Rules of tradition
Attempted and failed

Pick up when you are finished
They are never done
Time to clean up
Battles and whining prevail

The clutter in my space
Means clutter in my mind
I can't think straight
Until I find a path through

Empty desktop at work
Clear space and clear mind
Some think spread out
But not me.