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Because Men "Were" Jerks

How much do you want to be 
My goatherd and shepherd?
I want your youngest daughter!
Because men were jerks back then. The oldest daughter had spooky eyes,
But the young one was a looker!
Because men were jerks back then. Sure, said the girl's father - for seven years!
Because men were jerks back then. After seven years came the wedding night.
Only after a night of passion and exploration,
He discovered he'd slept with the wrong one!
Because men were jerks back then. The father secretly had swapped them,
To unload the unmarketable old-maid !
Because men were jerks back then. Uncle, I didn't work my ass off for her!
You cheated me out of my payment!
I'll tell you what I'll do, just for you,
I have a two-for-one sale going on;
As soon as your honeymoon is over,
You can then take them both!
Because men were jerks back then. For the simple payment terms of 
Seven more years of herding!
Because men were jerks back then. You have a deal, the young man said!
Because men were jerks back then.


I'm Losing Hope In Humanity...

"There can be a tendency to lose hope when we look at the earth and consider all the ways in which humanity has strayed from God's call to stewardship. And yet..."

"And yet God has never lost hope. God has never given up on us. God's covenant with his" (her, their) "people has always been one of new life, new creation, a new heaven, a new earth. That covenant has never been cast aside. God is here, bringing about God's kingdom on earth. We have only to join in.

When we see ourselves as part of what God is doing in the world and work to participate with God in the healing of the world, we find that our hope is healed as well."

Carla Barnhill
The Green Bible Devotional

(photography by tiwago)

Of Beans and Weeds

Jesus tried again:

"The Kingdom of Heaven is like a farmer who planted soybeans. Late one night, a corporation that wanted to snatch up the family farm planted thistle seeds to sabotage the crop. The beans grew and started to set forth green fuzzy pods, but the weeds grew as well and purple blooms were forming. 

The farmer's hired-hands expressed their concern to him: 'You planted clean seeds; so where did all these thistles come from?'

'The seeds came from our competitor,' he replied.

'Do you want us to go and pull out all the weeds?'

'No,' answered the farmer, 'their roots are too tangled together. If we yank out the weeds, the soy plants will come out with them and we'll lose the whole crop! Wait until the weeds grow fluffy seed-heads, cut them off above the beans before the seeds are ready to disperse, and then burn them. This will let the sun shine on the beans. Then go back and harvest the beans when they are ready, and put them in the…

A Letter to Rome

Dear sisters and my brothers, we are a people in great debt! Not to our muscles, bones, or minds. Not to nations, politicians, or corporations. We owe our true lives to the Spirit, if we first put aside our worries for, and worship of, the things held dear by our reptile brains. All who do this are Children of God!

The Gift of the Spirit was not the continuation of our slavery to our fears and our lusts - the Gift was our adoption! When I cry "Mommy! Daddy!", the Spirit of God bears witness to my adoption as God's Child. As the Child of God, I am an heir to Their Kingdom, which means, I inherit jointly with Christ! We all do. We suffer in common with him, and we will be glorified with him as well.

We are suffering greatly in this day and age where wealth makes might and might makes right. But my own personal temporary suffering here will be overwhelmed by coming glory. The Earth, the land, all of nature, waits with eager anticipation the revelation of the Children - for Cr…

Out Of 10

A six month performance evaluation.

Exodus 20:1-17
1. I am the Lord your God who brought you out of Egypt, out of the house of slavery. You must have no other gods beforeme. 2. Do not make an idol for yourself—no form whatsoever—of anything in the sky above or on the earth below or in the waters under the earth.Do not bow down to them or worship them, because I, the Lord your God, am a passionate God. I punish children for their parents’ sins even to the third and fourth generations of those who hate me.But I am loyal and gracious to the thousandth generation of those who love me and keep my commandments. 3. Do not use the Lord your God’s name as if it were of no significance; the Lord won’t forgive anyone who uses his name that way. 4. Remember the Sabbath day and treat it as holy.Six days you may work and do all your tasks,but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the Lord your God. Do not do any work on it—not you, your sons or daughters, your male or female servants, your animals, or the imm…



A monk;A man of rank;A master in a bdsm relationship.

"The call to have dominion over creation is not a call for domination. It is a call to see God in the world around us and to know that we alone have been chosen to care for what God made. We are God's partners in caring for creation. And we will be God's partners in renewing creation as God brings about the new heaven and the new earth." 

Carla Barnhill; The Green Bible Devotional

(photography by tiwago)

Sacred Places

Jacob had a dream. In the Book of Genesis, 28:10-19a, we read of his vision of a stairway to Heaven, with God's Messengers coming and going to and from the Earth. Then we hear God tell him that he will be given a homeland, and that his blood will become a great people, spread across the globe. And that is where many of us tune out...

God is not promising us global dominion, empire, or a hive-mind - God tells Jacob (and therefor us) that ALL the families of the Earth are to be blessed by (in, through) us. Not condemned by us. Not subjugated by us. Not oppressed by us. BLESSED BY US! If we expand this to Merriam-Webster's definition of "blessed", then all the families of the world are to be: honored by us; derive pleasure from us; share contentment with us; and receive good fortune through us. Do other people consider me a blessing in their lives? Does the community feel blessed by my church? Do the nations around the globe feel blessed by my country?

Jacob's strong …


Jesus had to get out of the house, so he went down by the seaside for some peace and a cool breeze. But the beach was overflowing with women and with men and with children. They all were there with minds and hearts full of hope and expectations. So he stepped out into a boat, pulled away from the shore, and from there spoke to the crowd. And he told them many strange and confusing stories. Such as:

"A woman went out into her garden behind her house. She started broadcasting kernels of sweetcorn. Some of the kernels landed on the sidewalk; and the squirrels went crazy. Others fell into cracks between the field-stones. The stalks shot up quickly, but they could not long survive because their roots were too shallow to feed the plants or to anchor them in the wind. Yet more seed fell in the patch of thistles by the trash-cans. The thistles grew faster than the corn and crowded the stalks out, depriving them of light and nutrients. But some of the seed fell into the plot of prepared, r…

Words Falling Down

Like rain, which does not return to the clouds until it has watered the earth; 
Water which causes seeds to sprout and grow strong; 
Strong plants which give seeds to be eaten and seeds to be planted...
Like rain, My words shall not return to Me.

You shall joyfully go out into the world.
You will peacefully be brought back home.
The music of the mountains shall be with you.
The trees of the forest will dance with you.

Instead of thistles, you'll leave redwoods behind -
Instead of stickers, you'll plant sweet smelling flowers;
And the Eden you plant and tend throughout your days,
Shall be an enduring memorial of the Lord's love.

 Tiwago (from Isaiah 55:10-13)

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War Within

The pregnancy was a challenge in both its inception and its implementation - fetal nations battling inside her. Then the birth, both a tribulation and a test of wills. Twins in name alone - it was as though a cuckoo bird had laid its egg in the nest of another. Childhood was merely a progressing escalation of the natal war on an ever expanding battlefield. With time, their parents were forced to take sides. Even the God seemed to favor one above the other.

One day, Coyote was crouched over the mesquite fire, stirring a pot of chili. A small child, he had spent more time with his mother than his father, and had learned the arts of the hearth and home. The pot bubbled, and the pungent aroma of the chilis followed the wisps of wind. Just then, following the enticing scent-trail, Red Dog approached his little brother.

Red Dog was a rugged outdoorsman, like his father whom he idolized. He had been out all night hunting, but returned to the tents empty-handed. Red Dog barked: "Runt! I…

A Sermon For This Sunday

"I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half-past dead.  I just need some place where I can lay my head. 'Hey, mister, can you tell me, where a man might find a bed?' He just grinned and shook my hand, 'No" was all he said.
Take a load off fanny, take a load for free. Take a load off Fanny, and put the load right on me."
Robbie Robertson

People nowadays, want us all to march together in formation, but the children ask us to come and play with them - but we are too "grown-up". Have we forgotten how?
Jesus gives us a beat, but we do not dance with the Lord of the Dance. David got down and funky in the streets of the City, but Michal was ashamed. Jesus sings the blues for us, but we're too dignified to be seen weeping with him. Jesus throws us parties - and yet we do not go. Jesus has a wedding feast - but we aren't down with it.
John abstained from parties - John was clearly crazy! Jesus went to parties - Jesus was clearly a lush! But, hiding behind words, wisdom alw…

Milkweed Psalm

By breeze, by breath,
By design, by happenstance, 
A germ of life
Clung beneath a piece
Of insubstantial fluff, and
Sailed upon the wind
To light here, just here,
Where I stand and wonder.

The golden light
Of early morning
Plays upon the chandelier 
Of last night's dewdrops,
As scattered daisies
Dance to the sighing
Of the grasses.

Abba, You
Brought me here,
In time and space,
To see
Leaves with leathery faces
And  soft downy bottoms;
New leaves raised up,
Clasped together as if
In prayer -
Guarding your treasures:
Buds, not yet pink;
White sticky milk;
Angular bugs orange and black;
Long-horned beetles red and black;
And dearest yet - royal eggs.

From this weed
Unwanted by farmers,
From this plant
With poisonous blood,
From this green and growing hope,
Miracles and signs will transpire,
Metamorphoses and transfigurations,
As a bag of soft and toxic flesh
Strives towards perfection,
To hang, wrapped in a shroud,

Until a Monarch ascends. 


(photography by tiwago)

I Don't Get Me!

I do not "get" it.

I honestly do not understand it - I do not clearly understand myself. Why do I do the stupid things that I do? Why don't I do all the awesome stuff I want to do?

I really want to do good (to do all the good I can, whenever I can, wherever I can), but I don't seem to be able to. All these horrible things that I can see in other people, these things that I rightly and self-righteously judge to be wrong, these are the things I turn around and hypocritically do myself? I just hate it when that happens! Don't you?

I'm a crook: a liar; a cheat; a killer; an abuser; an idolater; a world-class sinner. The dark-side that lies within me may shape what I do or do not do, but it is not who I am. It does not define me as a Child of Light. 

True goodness is not something hiding in a forgotten recess of my mind that I can drag up, or something lost that I can pull out from a dark corner of my soul. I can desire to be good all I want, try really really hard to…

Jeremiah 12:4

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God Is Good - Psalm 145

Full of grace
Full of mercy
You are slow
To become angry
To give up on love
You are good
All the time

All the time
You are good
To all people
To all creation
Life is a blessing from You
Every kedoshim blesses You

They speak across the planet
The glories of Your Creation
Your power to make known
The workings of Your Kingdom
Your everlasting garden home
Yours is the universal dominion
From First Day unto Last Day

Full of faith
From Your mouth
Full of grace
From Your hands
You hold my hand
Keeping me standing
Lifting from the dust


(photography by tiwago)

Up From the Deep

We are drawn to water, but you can't make us drink...

Water below, above, all around. A breath of wind upon the water; The warm exhalations of volcanos; The ice and rock messengers from the cosmos; The tectonic upliftings; The light - Primordial soup stewing
Good, it was good.
From the deep, From the water, We arose... But, it is still in us! But, it is still of us! It still calls us back - Walking and talking cucumbers.
Good, it is good!
Water of Life. Water of Hope. Living Water. Water all around.

(photography by tiwago)