Tag: JesusNuggets

  • Totem

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    It costs me so much to be a part of the totem

    I was triggered yesterday after worship night at mission

    Trigger: comment that I chose to deproritize the gang

    I interpreted that as a spiritual shoving back and scolding

    I have vulnerably shared my commitment to prioritize the gang

    I have sent multiple invitations for deeper bread breaking fellowship

    I have sent multiple invitations for assistance in healing

    I have sent multiple invitations for assistance in lightening of burdens

    I have multiple invitations for mere countenance at church

    My feeling feel like the morning tides

    I get pulled away by my worth out to the ocean’s abyss

    I come crawling back to the shore of the gang

    I ask to anchor into the gang

    Yet every closed door

    Cuts a cord

    To stay connected

    How many times must I not be trusted

    My character not enough

    To be worthy of membership

    So my understanding of unconditional love

    Is holding the tension

    Of being persistent to abide in a gang

    That I believe will bring me closer to Christ

    Or being in another relationship where I must hide who I am

    Because anything I say

    Is taken offensively

    As I am not trusted

    To not judge

    Or be malicious

    Yet the Lord has prepared me for this all my life

    So I must hold the tension

    Of escaping my feelings and presence

    For

    Building more character of surrendering my pride that my contribution is necessary

    I default to deepening a relationship

    In moments shared

    Deepening by speaking the name of Jesus

    Or deeping by speaking the things of the heart

    Or deepening by breaking bread

    Or making future plans to deepen the relationship

    Or reminiscing the depths traveled before or shallows of where the relationship once was

    Or glorifying God together

    Or worshipping God together

    If the doors are shut (from one side or the other)

    Then I can sit there for so long

    Before I am called to knock upon another

    And create more paths and connections

    To a neighboring temple

    The weight of rejected invitations

    Stacked higher than a totem

    That I feel I am holding

    Will eventually break a camel’s back

  • You who

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    Who are you

    That reports being afraid

    When triggered by a clown

    Who are you

    That reports being tired

    When walking too long

    Who are you

    That reports your pain threshold

    Who are you

    That reports being angry

    When triggered by disrespect

    Who are you

    That reports sadness

    When disappointment breakpoint is passed

    Who is the answer to the spirit of all those questions

    I questioned
    Every question
    And the answer was
    You

    Jesus