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Agape

Agape (Photo credit: Lawrence OP)

 

In April, Dead Mule published my poem Agape. This is the third poem in the Love triad with Phileo and Eros, both published in February by The Legendary.

 

While an overtly religious poem, I believe Agape offers hope for everyone. It was written, as were the other two, for the friend turned briefly lover, reminding him in the darkest hour of the hope he’d found in the renewal of his own faith, and to keep trudging ahead, no matter the dips in the road.

 

But I find, especially at this time in my life, that I too need this reminder on a daily basis. No matter what life throws at you, there is hope somewhere. Nothing is all bad, you cling to the good to pull you out.

 

My belief in Christ has never let me down, no matter what the circumstances. May you find something in your own life to hold on to and give you peace just as well.

 

http://www.deadmule.com/poetry/2012/04/helen-peterson-agape-a-poem/

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New Year, Dead Mule   Leave a comment

Gosau, Upper Austria. Calvary chapel.

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Read my story, March to Sunday School in March, here

This story means a lot to me. It’s perhaps one of the most autobiographical things I’ve ever written. It’s based on a tradition I grew up with, attending church at Calvary Chapel. Every year, during the month of March, we’d go a little crazy, and have March to Sunday School in March. We’d have Bible drills, crazy hat day, relay races.  It was especially funny to watch some of the older deacons and church ladies, running around the pews, balancing an egg on a spoon, or a balloon between their knees. It reminded us that Christians don’t have to be stodgy, frowning folk, that God wanted us to have fun, too.

It was also something I missed, moving on, growing up. It was an example of the magic, the idealism of childhood, that I longed to get back, by any means possible. Especially when times get hard, and being an adult isn’t all its cracked up to be, making the hard decisions, having pain, both physical and emotional, thrust upon me.

May my story help you begin the new year on a hopeful note.  Enjoy.