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Author: hortonhm

  • Injustice: A Lament

    For fear and pain, We lament. For people unjustly incarcerated, We lament. For bullets through a car, We lament. For pepper spray and chemicals, We lament. For justice-seekers silenced, We lament. For children crying for daddies, We lament. For rule-followers punished, We lament. For families torn apart, We lament. For immigrants treated with hatred, We…

  • Ebbs and Flows

    My love for you never fades, and so my grief never ends. Like ebbs of the sea, it washes over me. The salt of my tears mingling with the salt in the air. I could live a thousand more lifetimes and still feel this way. Without you here something is missing. The days move on…

  • The Value of Being Intentional

    An obese man shows up at his doctor’s office. He says to his doctor, “The diet plan you gave me is not working!”The doctor says, “Have you been eating right?”“No, I thought about it.”“Have you been exercising each day?”“No, I thought about it.”“Have you changed your habits?”“No, I thought about it. I thought you said…

  • No Bells, No Whistles, and No Bows

    Yesterday, I took a walk with a friend. Up the hill, past the farm, by the fall leaves on the trees. The day was crisp and lovely, the fellowship, rich.We talked about many sundry things, but it didn’t take long for the subject to find its way to my upcoming move.I shared about the details…

  • I put my Armor on and I do War

    Life is full of disappointments and pain. It is filled with baggage, guilt, and despair, not only to you, not only to me, but to the ones we love most.Satan comes full force, and he attacks. He kills. He destroys.Fiery darts come when we least expect it. They light the soul in a fire of…

  • Let Him Lead You

    In the quiet, that’s where I heard Him whisper to my soul. “Let me lead you.” My heart sings when I hear that voice. I smile to myself. Oh to go where He would lead… So simple and yet so difficult.Because that leading isn’t easy to follow. No, anything but easy. “Anyone who loves their…

  • Broken Pieces

    “When they all had enough to eat, He said to His disciples, ‘Gather the pieces that are left over. Let nothing be wasted.’ So they gathered them and filled twelve baskets with the pieces of the five barely loaves left over by those who had eaten.”John 6:12-13 (the feeding of the five thousand) Over the…

  • Yellow Rubbers

    Grace fell down, fell in torrents all aroundBut she didn’t see it, she was too busy staring at her feet.You see, her rubber boots, they weren’t yellow, they were grayWhere was joy in the gray? Inside she went, searching for those yellow rubbersShe looked and looked, but they were no where to be foundAnd the…

  • The Way Up is Down

    The Way up is down. A blank slate. A white canvas. “Here are my parameters God,” I said. “A wall here. A tower there. A fort for You.” I drew in the lines on my plans, hoping He would fill in the colors.I put the walls up, brick by brick. I poured the cement. Two…

  • God Fog

    Lost. Waves crashing. Voices echoing off rocks. Some beckon this way, others the opposite direction. But He comes in a whisper. Like the rolling in of fog, His peace settles over me. It rests until I am enveloped and all I can see is Him. His glory. His presence. It seeps into my cracks. It…