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Tuesday, December 29, 2015

When you remember me

“You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.”  ― Frederick Buechner


John 6:47 I tell you the truth, he who believes has everlasting life.


“When you remember me, it means you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.”
Frederick Buechner



John 6: 37 All that the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never drive away.
38 For I have come down from heaven not to do my will but to do the will of him who sent me.
39 And this is the will of him who sent me, that I shall lose none of all that he has given me, but raise them up at the last day. 40 For my Father's will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day."
John 6:68-69, "Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.We believe and know that you are the Holy One of God."

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Whenever we tremble

Credo Noli Timere
We know we belong to You.
When we lose heart, when we despair,
Whenever we tremble,
                                        tremble
                                                tremble,
It means we have forgotten You.

Bring us home with every breath,
With every beat of the heart
We in You and You in us,
And remember
              remember
                     remember
The freedom of our belonging to You.

All flesh comes to You
All the beautiful names are in You
All rivers and veins and sinews of the sea
All languages, all silences
All leaves and flames and blossoms and rains and wings
All voices we have ever longed to hear

Help us to know ourselves
        always worthy of Your love
                                               credo alpha, omega
To know how we deserve Your joy in us
                                         credo corazon
Help us to heal our world’s divided houses
                                          credo sangha
Help us restore and bless and release
                                          credo sunyata
Lead us from the real to the unreal
                           Abwoon d’bwashmaya
May we sing out in every holy tongue
                                      credo neshamah
And freed from every fear
                                     credo noli timere
                                                              noli timere
                                                             noli timere

May we be Your mouth
May we be Your music

Michael Dennis Browne



Friday, December 04, 2015

Taglines, profiles, and descriptions, oh my!

Certain sites and endeavors require profile making and tag line creating. Each site seems to offer a clean slate for creativity... Or alternatively, the overwhelming potential of decisions. Will I share it all, or what part of myself will I highlight? What do people in this community value, and do I want to impress them? So much pressure!

Someone recently noticed my Google profile, which I'm saving below for posterity. I created it a few years ago....I can honestly not say I'm a backpacker anymore. It's funny how things change. Themes that were once strong become fainter. And maybe there is less of a need to prove or express myself I certain ways? But on the other hand, isn't that an opportunity, to share my life and my God? Or is it all meaningless?

I'm not sure. It's digital, which can be ephemeral or annoyingly permanent. 

Google profile circa 2011 (?): Food & agricultural enthusiast, live music fanatic, coffee drinker, God lover, song singer, car camper, backpacker, crier, writer, photo taker, artsy fartsy crafter.