This free gift doesn’t give me the cheap creeps

They love to say that the Gospel is free. Well, it is free. Like the free public clinic sitting at the corner of the street. Do they just mean the water? It is free; and the man handing out gospel tracts know it. It is free, but we don’t like free things too much. Buy…

What Time Does

The clock on the wall bears a weight Pattie does not quite like. She cannot stand the gentle peeling on its edges, its ugly numericals and stiff mechanical clucks. She doesn’t throw it away, however, for she has respect for things that work just fine. Today is different, the clock seems to say to her. It’s George’s…

A Hard Heart

A thick head does as much damage as a hard heart – Harold W. Dodds When you get used to the hardness of the world, you naturally mirror it. You mirror what you are often exposed to. A painful comment becomes less painful for you to spit out. Rolling your eyes becomes an easier physiology….

“I don’t have enough faith”

Doubt is something almost every person experiences at some point. – Philip Yancey, Faith and Doubt When I jumped off a 8-story cliff and tumbled into the choppy waters below, my faith, in that naked suspension of time, was entirely non-existent. How I managed to survive that rag-doll fall, I have no idea. I had no…

A Brief Breakup with Samsung Notes

Dear Samsung S Notes, I feel like murdering you for a little bit. I feel betrayed by you, and I am upset at myself that I ever thought I understood you. My brain is filled with the images of what we shared. Notes, thoughts, letters. We used to have so much together. I lost all my S…

QZ8501: When comfort cannot do its job

Yesterday, QZ8501 crashed mercilessly into the ocean, bringing 160 precious lives along with it. They must’ve received many comforting words and lovely cards… but death, it sits with them. It is all-consuming and inky – it fills up their lungs with black ink. Comfort can only venture to the edges of death – it cannot go…

Wedding Ring

It wasn’t anything special, really. No fireworks of epiphany, nor people trumpeting things, loudly in my face. I was on the way home after work today and I caught sight of an indian man’s wedding ring. It was wedged uncomfortably on his oversized fourth finger – and it looked to me the most ordinary thing…

We’re all the same

I’m with Kant on this: to see people not as a means to an end but as an end in themselves. They are, *ahem* not for your use, neither are they bridges that you trudge on to cross your troubled waters. If that is so, we’re all equal and intrinsically the same. A life is…

Life Insurance

I read this in an entry in Sarah Young’s book ‘Jesus Calling’ weeks ago, and it hasn’t left my mind since. Therein lies my hope and my assurance for life.

Bi(r)d Her Farewell

Said the homeless sparrow to the pigeon: “My heart is like a little kingdom And you, a trapped pigeon If only I could let you out (But I cannot) And I’ll have my freedom,” ~ The pigeon kept silent. ~ Sparrow continued to sing, “Your mind is like a little nest And I, your happy…

The Phantom’s Poem

The furry monkey clanged cymbals In a blind stupor, timelessly; and perhaps too, sympathetically. ~ Gaston tells a murky love-tale A fairytale of reality, one littered with broken stars Of easy laughter, makeup, and singing Of dancing feet and colourful masks ~ We are Ushered into the very soul of a lover Where we numbly watch A…

Overdose of Graces

Many say an overdose of grace is dangerous “It might lead people astray,” they say. But what i’ve been seeing about grace so far Is that it frees people to endless liberation It lights the hearts of people like shining stars They always mutter: “Too much mercy and compassion kills order,” But I’ll say there’s…