Friday, November 20, 2009

Music: Doubting Thomas by Nickel Creek

What will be left when I've drawn my last breath,
Besides the folks I've met and the folks who know me,
Will I discover a soul saving love,
Or just the dirt above and below me,

I'm a doubting thomas,
I took a promise,
But I do not feel safe,
Oh me of little faith,

Sometimes I pray for a slap in the face,
Then I beg to be spared 'cause I'm a coward,
If there's a master of death I'll bet he's holding his breath,
As I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power,
I'm a doubting thomas,
I can't keep my promises,
'Cause i don't know what's safe,
oh me of little faith

Can I be used to help others find truth,
When I'm scared I'll find proof that its a lie,
Can I be lead down a trail dropping bread crumbs,
That prove I'm not ready to die,

Please give me time to decipher the signs,
Please forgive me for time that I've wasted,

I'm a doubting thomas,
I'll take your promise,
Though I know nothin's safe,
Oh me of little faith

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Tea & Ink

Sundays, every other week, 2 - 4pm, starting Sep 27

Exploring the intersection of Faith and Creative Writing … Whether you’re a complete amateur or a semi-pro; a lover of fiction, non-fiction, stories, poems, or essays; you’re welcome to explore with us why we write and how God can be glorified in writing. We’ll be meeting at the Dickinson home every other Sunday afternoon, 2 - 4 pm, starting September 27, with essay & story discussions, free writing exercises, and workshopping of our own writing. Contact Markus Dickinson ( for more information.