She lives the poetry she cannot write.
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Yesterday, I was riding my bike through VCU’s campus to class and I saw these guys and several more holding up these signs on the compass, one of the center points of campus. After class, they were still there and so I stopped and talked with one of them for a bit (in the blue). I didn’t get pictures of all of them because they were about to leave, but other signs said things along the lines of “I’m sorry for not listening to your story” and “I’m sorry for judging you because you’re a homosexual” (or something along those lines). This made me really proud of not only my school, but as a Christian. A few weeks ago, there was another street-preacher on that same spot bashing countless groups of people and saying they were damned to Hell for their sins. She said that this was their response to that, because they wanted to get the message across that Christianity isn’t really about hate and exclusiveness as some people make it out to be.
“It’s about love,” she said.
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God’s love is not a pretty, clean, Hollywood hot pink love. It’s a kinda love that is willing to love things that are messy, willing to love even the difficult; the gross kinda things.
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The way we talk to our children becomes their inner voice.
The way we talk to our children becomes their inner voice.
Maybe there’s something you’re afraid to say, or someone you’re afraid to love, or somewhere you’re afraid to go. It’s gonna hurt. It’s gonna hurt because it matters.
What did my fingers do before they held him? What did my heart do, with its love?
What did my fingers do before they held him? What did my heart do, with its love?
This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don’t get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can’t do anything, don’t get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it’s ready to come undone. You have to figure it’s going to be a long process and that you’ll work on things slowly, one at a time.
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“I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.”—Haruki Murakami
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I write & enjoy the sweet summer sun-
