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Justified


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If it rains on the rich and the poor,

if the sun shines on the hard worker and those who snore

if cancer catches the liar and corrupts the healer

then why do I look on my wealth as a sign of approval

each dollar a gold star on my good-life tick chart

justifying behaviour because I am blessed

when maybe I’m blessed to take care of those I call Less

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before I do


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When freedom isn’t freeing,

and belief shatters your faith.

When grace brings condemnation,

and judgement takes love’s place.

When numbers are not crucified,

and we covert a kingdom cup.

When new realities are preached,

while old ones are lived out.

When politics drive promise,

and people are busied with promotions.

When vision is as fickle as the wind,

and the most important meetings are whispered.

When the meal is dished out and no longer served,

¬†and I can’t stomach the food that we’ve poisoned.

That is when I’ll walk away,

before I do.

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hallowed


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behind a tranquil monastery is a boundary of forestry hiding a barbed-wire monstrosity

a church safe cursed by a razor-wire crown of thorns

we must protect our truth, sanctified and clean

like we set the standard for what clean is

hide your light under a bushel

unless it’s sanitized and superficial

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Culturanity


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Supermarket-church snap-frozen-reheated greetings, cookie-cutter-christians rehearsed prayers and scripted meetings

Yahweh’s speechless we’ve hijacked his voice and branded it like sneakers,spread the brand globally sweatshop-manufactured-ministry, unethical in our political standing on others to maintain our status quo

checkered shirts, buzz words, clap for yourself ignore the helpless, it’s you who commands and god who follows, enslaved by his own words pages of grace turned into spiritual laws and promises

a world void of colour and complexity, 40-days of formulaic-faith-paint-by-numbers-christianity

we’ve robbed the God of creation his creativity, denied his mystery, trapped him in a black and white box of simplicity

is it any wonder he doesn’t flow through me…

when kingdom looks so different from this brand of culturanity

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a Franciscan blessing


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May God bless you with a restless discomfort about easy answers, half-truths and superficial relationships, so that you may seek truth boldly and love deep within your heart.

May God bless you with holy anger at injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people, so that you may tirelessly work for justice, freedom, and peace among all people.

May God bless you with the gift of tears to shed with those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation, or the loss of all that they cherish, so that you may reach out your hand to comfort them and transform their pain into joy.

May God bless you with enough foolishness to believe that you really can make a difference in this world, so that you are able, with God’s grace, to do what others claim cannot be done.