Through Field Trips

“Listen up everybody

If you wanna

Take a chance.” (1)

SO good.

Let’s roll

Clock Wise.

Pop Quiz: If it were true, that we never actually stop being middle schoolers

Would you want to know?

(Asking for a friend)

In all kinds of relationships, we watch one party turn the other into something they are not

Creating a story-line that projects a mix of fear and pain

Born and raised by lame assumptions.

Talk to me about your “ultimate concern” (2)

Your “Why of whys” … the motif you try to align to

The reliable reasoning that moves your insides … before “daring” the rest of you to follow. (3)(4)

Take it from Tillich or take it from Tomorrow

Everyone is banking on a series of interests, favoring a frame that will keep them afloat

Bridling how existence is way too much … keeping the actual cost at bay.

How in the world?

Honestly? Truly? Seriously.

What to do with what life is like and the way it won’t stop “schooling” us? (5)

“Welcome to Weaving 101.

I am required to let you know; this course has an agenda. We are going to try and get … getting in and out of line

In light of a larger piece that holds up well over time.”

Step by step.

Block by block.

We are a tapestry.

Choose this day

How to hold it

Together.

Bind fast.

Sow good

Investing in the deepest, widest, longest, strongest unifying theme you can find. (6) (7)

Our conceptions of God have been painted into corners

By more than one maker

Working with more than one theory.

The character of God has been framed and put on display.

Every once in a while, pushing back on what’s “out there” is healthy.

Am I right?

Why on earth would God risk putting the world in our hands?

“You got that backwards. The world is in God’s hands.”

Alright. I can work with that. Would you please tell God to stop shaking?

Not so fast.

I can see on your face, that what’s in your head, is nowhere-near what I said.

(Second guess your first impression.)

We have a hand in this … for better or for worse. Tell me I’m wrong.

Speak up, and speak now.

(Help hold peace forever.)

What to do with this free-for-all that’s nowhere near free

For all?

What to do with this one-and-only life we’ve been given?

A song is being sung over us from above, by a powerful collective named Abba.

Speakers ring out from a water-stained ceiling, “‘I’m still free … take a chance on me’ (8)

(I’m the first and last in line.)”

Verse after verse leads to a bridge, which leads to Gates opening up

Within the elevated category of Caretaker.

“Everyone deserves a chance to live a healthy productive life.” (9)

Abba loops

From days of old

Tapping into field trips full of Red Vines that me and my quarters know well. (10)

Promising partners from

All four corners

Spin around a mirror with no end.

Stars

Go

Flying

Let

Us

Go

Take a

Chance on

Thee. (11)