There Are Many Things Worth Telling That

I'd Taken A Big Fat Crisis Off My Shoulders And Loaded It All On Jesus, Which Seemed Unfair In A Way, But Was Exactly What The Bible Recommended.

Our Lack Of Community Is Intensely Painful. A Tv Talk Show Is Not Community. A Couple Of Hours In A Church Pew Each Sabbath Is Not Community. A Multinational Corporation Is Neither A Human Nor A Community, And In The Sweatshops, Defiled Agribusiness Fields, Genetic Mutation Labs, Ecological Dead Zones, The Inhumanity Is Showing. Without Genuine Spiritual Community, Life Becomes A Struggle So Lonely And Grim That Even Hillary Clinton Has Admitted "it Takes A Village".

We Hear Nothing So Clearly As What Comes Out Of Silence.

Punctuationally Speaking, Wonder Is A Period At The End Of A Statement We've Long Taken For Granted, Suddenly Looking Up And Seeing The Sinuous Curve Of A Tall Black Hat On Its Head, And Realizing It Was A Question Mark All Along.

Everybody Gets Jolted. You, Me, Before We Die We’ll All Get Nailed, Lots Of Times. But That Doesn’t Mean We’ll Get Turned Into Witches. You Can’t Avoid Getting Zapped, But You Can Avoid Passing The Mean Energy On. That’s The Interesting Thing About Witches, The Challenge Of Them-- Learning Not To Hit Back, Or Hit Somebody Else, When They Zap You. You Can Bury The Zap, For Instance, Like The Gods Buried The Titans In The Center Of The Earth. Or You Can Be Like A River When A Forest Fire Hits It--phshhhhhhhhhhhh! Just Drown It, Drown All The Heat And Let It Wash Away.