The Tend

 

Pre-tend 

What is it that is tended

Before the tend

I met a man of self interest today as he blindly dotted his fingers here and there looking for something to happen on the screen in front of him. My father had briefed me ahead of time so I kept my inquiries quick and left off all statements. Minutes go by and then some more as we converse politely about his faith, the one he changed some years ago because it wiped the guilt from his conscious clean. He tells us of his trip to Pakistan in his easy southern accent. He mentions our old shopping grounds such as Karachi and Kashmir. 

What I want to say to him, 

“God knows what is in everyone. Allah knew the pain inside her. There is no such thing as hell except that which man does to another.”

They say “peace be upon him” because he was never at peace, or those around him.

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

Soul Degradation

 

Would it be better to drive a buggy behind horses or let the Tesla take you where you want to go?

My father grew up in a world where the milk was delivered by a horse and buggy milk man on an oiled road.

“When do they clean the room and change the sheets here?”, three days later. Her feet stuck to the floor in one spot.

“This is a hospital not a hotel.” 

Marinate on the statement a few times

“This is a hospital not a hotel.”

Not even delving into the breakfast/lunch/dinner nutrition fiasco 

“This is a hospital not a hotel.”

Go to a hotel if you want clean sheets, this is a hospital where you should not expect clean sheets or hygienic systems unless it’s hand sanitizer for their hands as they leave a room. 

“This is a hospital not a hotel.”

This is the level of degraded intelligence regarding the body.

Be still and listen 

One day I will tell you a story

"It's not about achieving it's about receiving"- to be clear this is what is 'new' Christianity and it's everything of the 'give me, give me, give me' mind set. 

This is the level of degraded intelligence regarding the soul.

Operation Entebbe

 

Debrief

1976, they were heading back to school via Air France. We compound kids went to school and lived full time in Seeb, other kids went to boarding schools; boarding schools were normal for expat kids. 

“Always know your exits”

From Muscat to Bahrain and then on to Athens, more than a few made the connecting flight. Then to Mars Hill.

What a strange place to be between 33 and 41.

I love you dad. 

Osteras Green Thumbs

We weave with spirals, twists and twirls days after the fools pink moon. 

The eggs for the bread still had feathers, time raise the dead. 

Patience and practice, 10 loaves in, 2 to go, with eggs on the back burner, eyed and watched.

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

Dogwood Blooms

 

Why did he kiss her so often on her lips?

The sun hit her eyes, a bright spring afternoon hiding behind a sky scattered with a flow of clouds. The bees buzzed and the dogwoods bloom. 

Absorb.

The Clock Strikes

 

All that being said…

What do you think?

Wonder and Awe

 

I peer the letter set in front of thee

7 set

Thats what it is. Rocks pieced up down and around