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“BEHOLD”

Kingdom Thoughts by Rachelle Rieke

The Importance of a Sassy Cat and a Dirty Couch

So, forgive me if what you’re about to read seems to be a little unpolished. Unpolished and perhaps a smidge more flagrant than might be expected. It is in fact, basically a stream-of-consciousness writing (with a little revision here and there for words I like better of course) that was inspired by my cat jumping on my lap. Nevertheless, I thought it worth sharing. Cheers!

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Realizing the Connection

Hey all! Please welcome guest blogger, Colin Rieke, my husband! His absolute favorite spot in scripture is John 15 (other than probably Romans 5-8), and I know it is an enormous treat for him to be able to share what God puts on his heart. And so here is his piece, Realizing the Connection:

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Use Your Life Words

“I can’t get sick.” 

 

“I can’t get sick.” 

 

“I can’t get sick.” 

 

I sat in the passenger seat of our old burnt-orange Chevy reciting these words under my breath as my step-dad drove me to the bus stop. At the time, we lived out in the country off of County Road 76 on about an acre of land in an inviting baby-blue house we built from the ground up with a huge wrap-around porch and an unobstructed view of the mountains. Home. The sweet smell of country air. (Or perhaps not so sweet with the smells of algae-infested irrigation and the ripe manure from the sheep farm a few miles up the road, but even smells like that become a comfort when you grow up with them.) The piping of the sandpipers and the silvery song of the meadowlarks and red-wing blackbirds on their precarious cattail perches. The ankle-grabbing acre field of alfalfa that separated my house from my friend two lots down. On summer nights when it was time to go home, we would run like mad across that field in the dark rather than going the little bit of extra distance to walk down the driveway to the road. That alfalfa was extra grabby in the dark.


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What Forgiveness Looks Like

I have been working on a pretty big project recently to share my story, and on the heels of Easter, I would like to share this chapter of it with you.


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Here Not There

I just finished another poem that I’d like to share called Here Not There. As I was walking around at work the other day during my break, observing people passing by, I was struck, not for the first time, by how disconnected people can be. Stepping into the elevator, I can pass by unnoticed as the world is framed so neatly in a brightly lit few inches, the world outside becoming grayed-out background noise, and I wonder in which world life is really being lived. Here or there?

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The Cliffs of Peace

Where do you go in times of trouble, of pain, of anxiety, of depression? Where do you turn when the weight of a burden crushes the breath from your lungs, robs you of rest, and causes you to withdraw into yourself because how could anyone possibly understand? Perhaps the “Christianese” thing to say is to go to Jesus, but what does that look like for you? The truth is there is freedom and tangible peace in the presence of Jesus no matter how big the living darkness is that threatens to overwhelm you in challenging seasons of life.  For me, I have learned to meet Jesus at what I have come to call the Cliffs of Peace.


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