Showing posts from September, 2012

in with under

i can't possibly know the depths of any one person at any given moment. we are given the surface, in its infinite value. how someone speaks, stands or slaps hands.  any and all of this can clue us, if we receive it.

but there is more.

there are moments where i am the privileged. as a chaplain- as a friend- minister- brother. i with the rare, inside lane.

most difficult, for i cannot protect, though the helper in me is add. ever wanting to do anything. not because i can actually assist, but because i feel better than nothing. the honor denies my contrived duty.

these are the great opportunities. not to help or fix or save.  rather, i can only marvel. at the power of another to live in with and under.