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Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it, because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.

FREDERICK BUECHNER

MEMORY RESIDUE

Memory Residue. It’s like déja vu except you know for certain that it happened because it’s etched into the very core of who you are. It’s the remembering, and the trying to forget. It is, however, more than what I can, or can’t, remember. It’s a dive inward: partly scared of what I might find, but mostly just turning the wheels of my heart. It’s chasing after the wind and coming to figure out that the Creator of the wind is the one that I’ve been after all along.

With all that said…it’s a blog.

Memory Residue is my blog.

Home is Calling: The Mogillon Rim Trail

Today I walked a trail along the Mogillon Rim, that I would walk (and trail run) in my early twenties, and it took me to a rock on which I used to sit, write music on, pray on, get lost in my thoughts...really, I used to meet with God there. It was a return to a thin place of quiet and consistency. There is a theology of place where we see Creator getting man’s attention. [...]

Home is Calling: South Fork

I returned home to a sacred place in the region in the Apache Sitgreaves National Forest. It’s a place where in my teens I experienced God in a substantial way. Just a few miles out of the town where I lived, I would often hop on my motorcycle and make my way to the picnic and trailhead area of the South Fork Colorado River that could be reached by driving down a winding road into [...]

Home is Calling: Rerooting

Sometimes in our journey home we have to be far enough away from it to return with new eyes. Call it what you will, a repentance of the soul and mind, or fresh, new ways of seeing. In my journey to the Pacific Northwest I pushed myself (with my family) as far as I could to the ocean in the Olympic National Forest. The beauty of the Northwest is captivating. When you’ve grown accustomed to [...]

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