(John 12:1-8) If I were to honor you like Mary did that week before you died, what could I do? My worship seems so paltry. Mary, the disciple who had sat at your feet, learning, brought expensive perfume – worth a whole year’s wages— and humbly rubbed it on your feet, that sacred space forContinue reading “Worshiping Like Mary”
Author Archives: Linnea Boese
Look Up!
Look down, and you see withered leaves, parched gravel, litter blown in caught on crushed twigs: death, thirst and brokenness. Look up, and you see the tent of love I’m making you, tiny green popcorn exploding each hour to dangle like grapes of gold. Remember, hope is high above your world and only seen whenContinue reading “Look Up!”
The Pursuit of Peace
Chase after peace when your world is in chaos! Dodge rubber bullets and sharp cutting words, and raise your arms to the Prince of Peace, begging him for the sweet release of all who are captive to arrogant whims and violent solutions that are just pollution of all of our hopes! Be one of thoseContinue reading “The Pursuit of Peace”
Let’s Join the Dance!
Check out this celebration dance video, the “poyoyo”: https://vimeo.com/manage/videos/521089973 Neighbors, how can we leap across this sad divide? Too many barriers have been meticulously constructed to keep us separate – if not by us in every instance, at least by history: the cutting words that sliced our pride the thrust of our rejoinders that wentContinue reading “Let’s Join the Dance!”
The Hardest Race
(A prayer in response to John 17) You prayed your heart that last night, surrounded by eleven men who listened, and took note. And after you had left (having suffered, died and risen), John remembered, wrote it down. For me. For us. For generations still to come. We need to know what yearning you expressedContinue reading “The Hardest Race”
Why I Can Run
Prayer on a Rough Path Sleep may slip out of reach, but you will send mercies, all new. Age may take its toll, but I find true health in you. I may hobble along the path, but you will keep me upright. I may wrestle with fear in the dark, but you are the lightContinue reading “Why I Can Run”
Sowing Seeds of Love
Hosea 10:11-12 11 Ephraim is a trained heifer that loves to thresh; so I will put a yoke on her fair neck. I will drive Ephraim, Judah must plow, and Jacob must break up the ground. 12 Sow righteousness for yourselves, reap the fruit of unfailing love, and break up your unplowed ground; for itContinue reading “Sowing Seeds of Love”
The Best Love Ever
hesed: goodness, kindness, lovingkindness, loyal love, unending love . . . Your hesed is so deep and wide our words cannot contain it! We cast about for a way to expound love that never runs out, love that overflows with kindness, love that is deeply attached to its own, loyal but active, constantly reproving andContinue reading “The Best Love Ever”
That Feast He Serves
Dust swirls on the steppe, brushing barren paths barer still, twisting away like hope from my heart. Danger lurks everywhere. I’m not alone, but that is why fear tempts me; these are not all friends. Some carry knives. Some have it in for me. Some don’t care. Others think I’m playing children’s games.Continue reading “That Feast He Serves”
The “Wow” in Psalm 23:6
It’s true that God is “with” me — he has promised that hundreds of times. And he protects me, always ready to shield me when I’m attacked. But he is not just “shadowing” me, like I used to think, hearing it said that he “follows” me every day of my life. I pictured him watching,Continue reading “The “Wow” in Psalm 23:6″
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