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posted by John David Walt | at 5/31/2006 11:04:00 AM
Today...
4 Comments:
THIS is a good poem. I have to be honest... being back in Dallas has reminded me first hand why I am so angry at the church these days (always a quandry for someone training for ministry, don't ya think). Two nights ago I laid in bed and fretted over the fact that the Jesus I keep reading about in Scripture is not the same Jesus I keep hearing preached at my old church, or on t.v, or from the White House, etc.
How to be a voice in the wilderness of the faith?
Omar,
I can help. I can get you a good deal on goatskin pants as well as a cookbook "1001 things to make with Locusts and HOney". Other than that I don't have any ideas.
Michelangelo
I want to play in the water...and then bring others into the fun!
JD,
when are you going to publish a book of your poetry? Annual conference must be exciting to produce such verse.....
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