Monthly Archives: April 2013


Close all other doors

But one

Step through that one

And watch

The infinite amount

Of possibilities

Arise and emerge

Unfolding as

You move


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God is present

So I come to His presence

In this present

And pray

Which is my response

To His presence

In this present

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My Front Door

There is a world out there waiting

An adventure ready to unfold

When I step out my front door

It’s uncomfortable at times

I don’t know my neighbor

I don’t’ know how to ride a bus

Or start a conversation

But once I take that first step

Say that hello

Make eye contact


The journey has begun

The question moves from

Who is my neighbor? To

Am I a good neighbor?

What if we each do our small part?

What if we stepped around fear?

What would we find?

Perhaps a new friend

Or some way I can make a difference

A new purpose to keep me going

Put a new spring in my step

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Northwest Sunshine

When the eagles soar

High over the high ways

I have to be careful

Not to bump the car ahead

There were four the other day

Two the day before

Did they notice the sun was out?

A rare occurrence in the northwest spring

Were they just being like the rest of us?

Drunk with sunshine

Low tolerance for it

Only a little makes us giddy

And run out the door


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To Boston With Love

Yesterday, in-between watching CNN, I sat down and wrote a blog on building Parent/Child Connections: This was one of my responses to the unfolding drama in Boston.  I know it is just one piece, the parenting piece, in the complex array of broken pieces in this tragic story.


Why did this happen?  There is the emigrant story, the broken piece where the emigrant does not assimilate to the American culture and life. To understand this more Mary Pipher does an excellent job in her book: The Middle of Everywhere: Helping Refugees Enter the American Community


Then there is the broken piece of radical religion.  How does loving God mean doing something like this?  It does not. God is love and this is not love.


Perhaps another cultural broken piece is family loyalty trumping everything. An older brother influences a younger brother to join him in an atrocious act.  We could find and name so many broken pieces.


It is important to work through these questions on the road to recovery. Along with this, in order to heal we need to choose our response.  There is a lot of hard work ahead to do in order to heal.  Will we become haters?  If we choose that route we align ourselves with the same spirit that motivated the terrorists and they win. We become like them. Anger is a normal response to grief, but we can’t stay angry and let it poison our souls.  We must move beyond it to the hard work of grieving, sadness, and the seemingly impossible process of forgiving. Hate, revenge, and bitterness are not the answers we need for healing.  They never are.  They will only destroy us and turn our hearts to stone.


Dear Boston choose the harder path of healing and recovery and you will find yourself surrounded by heaven ready to help.  Our prayers are with you.

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Love Challenged

 There are some days when love is challenged.  Today is one of those days for many after the Boston Marathon Bombing. For some, every day love is challenged.  It depends on where you live or where you happen to be when a bomb goes off or a shooter shoots.  A personal tragedy or trauma can challenge love.

“In this world you will have trouble.” It’s a guarantee.  There is no “bed of roses” promised.  What is promised is His presence.  Emanuel: God is with us.

Anyone who has seen love chosen, love in action, knows it changes things.  The ripple effects of love grow wider and wider.  The “pay it forward” factor comes into play and not only one person is loved but many as the ripples continue on.  Love is powerful that way. But, there are days and times for us all when love is challenged. It is much easier to give in to fear, hate, revenge or hopelessness. We wonder if our world is a lost cause, or if our acts of kindness will make any difference? This is when we need to take some deep breaths and pray. Then get out there and do something good.  It might be to give blood, to pray for those hurting, to release anger and fear, to forgive someone, or to just step out your front door and see what good you can do today.


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When the Church Became a Building

When the church became a building

She forgot her founder’s call

She chose instead brick and mortar

to build herself a wall


The doors she built

Locked some out, others in

Proclaimed who was holy

And who was still in sin


She lit the candles

Said it was time to pray

Blew out the lights

Now time to go away


She is made of salt and light

Her stones, they are alive

You cannot keep her in a box

If she is to going to thrive


Her glory is far greater

Than four walls can hold

She is to be a city

Shining bright as gold


She is to be a healer

For weary, lost, and sore

A comfort to the broken

And oh so much more


When the church became a building

She made a room for strife

When outsiders didn’t fit her mold

She crushed their heart and life


Church you are not a building

You’re Christ’s body and His bride

You’re His hands, feet, and heartbeat

The love He cannot hide


© 2013 Julie Clark

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For All My Girls

Cause a raucous

Cause a stir

Stand up and let your voice be heard

No more low maintenance girls here!


Cause some drama

Shake us up

You have every right to be heard

No more low maintenance girls here!


Your thoughts are important

Your feelings count

Stand up tall and straight

Your gifts are needed

The world cannot wait

You too bear the image of God

Not just your brother or your mate


Brothers hear this cry:

“When you squish me

You are less

Than you are meant to be!”


© 2013 Julie Clark


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Jesus Said


Pleaded for mercy

For a city full of brokenness

I hear voices today

Calling for judgment

Jesus said:

Don’t pull up the weeds


Wait for the end

When everything is ready


You will pull up the wheat

With the weeds

Who is wheat?

Who is weed?

We don’t know

Time will tell

Things change

People change

There is always hope

Lets stop judging

Or we will be judged


When we judge

We are pulling up wheat

After his resurrection

Jesus said:

You follow me

Don’t worry about anyone else


If we concerned ourselves

With ourselves

In this way

There would be

Less strife and judgment

More love

And peace on earth

© 2013 Julie Clark

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