This one screen shot inspired the title of the poem. The video is a must see. He danced on the cross To the rhythm of the morbid A macabre scene of celebration We praise and rejoice to the gore Of blood poured out for others Human sacrifice Just and right Because He is God,… Continue reading Danced on the Cross
i'm a melting icicle giving away all of me pouring my waters on heated, and cold, and dry concrete not more solid me. i hardened up after your eyes camped on my ground scrutinizing every detail bump, nook, cranny, fold and dent where was the love when our parallel journeys, thus far, finally crossed? you… Continue reading icicle
Be Careful! May doctrines of the "chosen" ones not separate us. In recent months I have come across situations among Christian families, related by biological blood and that of Christ, who are in crisis. Like all good families it is expected that our families will have conflict from time to time. I think one of… Continue reading They Will Know We Are of God Through Our Love
English Version ¡Cuidado! Que la Doctrina de Ser Pueblo “escogido” Nos Separe En los últimos meses me he encontrado con situaciones entre familias cristianas, relacionadas por sangre biológica y por la de Cristo, que están en crisis. Como todas las buenas familias es de esperarse que nuestras familias tengan conflictos de vez en cuando. Por… Continue reading Que Sepan Que Somos de Dios por Nuestro Amor
How many poems never make it onto paper? Exciting rush of words that fill up and Quickly vanish if not recorded. It is a task impossible to gather "el agua desparramada" The thought “que se esfumo" into thin air.
This post is an interpretive work of a cross-cultural experience, it is not meant to make educational or religious statements to be considered right or wrong. Rather meaningful interactions are to raise questions about ourselves, challenge us, and change us for the better. The manipulated images are not intended to belittle or offend anyone of… Continue reading The Hijab and the Cross