A Saturday Examen

A Saturday Examen

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Let the baptismal waters drown this insubstantial
love and choke the complexities of my lostness.
Cleanse my spiritual palette and don
the insignificance of wayward wants
upon your crested waking.
Splash your drops of salvation, dampened perfection,
on this tired brow, furrowed from wrongdoing
and convince a soul, drawn in ink
of the erasable foes of night.

 

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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