A Friday Examen

A Friday Examen

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Sometimes, on the way into darkness

I stub my toe on the eyelash of God.

Sometimes, forgotten in never-spoken dreams

I hear the hushed and tender tones of

Heaven breathing the un-gated lyrics of eternity.

Sometimes, I even stop to listen.

Robert Rife

My friends think me complicated. My employer thinks me talented but at times, troublesome. God, and my wife see me as I am - a philosopher-poet with a rather circuitous journey of life and faith, the music and worship minister at Yakima Covenant Church, a singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, poet and writer. I am a graduate from Spring Arbor University with an M.A. in Spiritual Formation and Leadership. These poems, and my life, are dedicated to those places where life, liturgy, theology and the arts intersect with and promote spiritual formation – who we are becoming. Join me on this journey to word-land. Maybe we'll find each other there and share a story or two.

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