DEPRESSION DOGS HIM

DEPRESSION DOGS HIM

He’s bored, broken and burning,

Hot with ill-defined yearning…

The computer dogs

Wherever he logs,

Losing  room for turning.

Keeps going back to a trough,

And wearily hears…”HANDS OFF…”

Stops when noticed

Ignoring  the closest

All live persons he puts off.

The plan–pull back and regroup–

Get his mind out of the soup…

His last poetry

Of the night, you’ll see,

He’s not an unthinking dupe.

–Jonathan Caswell

Who We Are

Jonathan Caswell:

I THINK THIS IS WHAT CHRIST WAS TALKING ABOUT—A BODY OF BELIEVERS WHO LOVE GOD—AND EACH OTHER!

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I’ve never really fleshed this out here, before, and I think this is as good a time as any to take a swing at it.

We are a church that meets in the Sharonville Fine Arts Center in Cincinnati, OH (Sharonville is small municipality just north of the city). I, personally, am an elder/pastor of that little body of believers.  I was the only elder/pastor of a house church (if you haven’t heard of a house church, it’s really just what it sounds like: a church that meets in a home) within the network of local churches known as the Southern Baptist Convention, hence this blog’s previous name of Promised Hope Church. But that little family of Christians decided to join another young fellowship called “CrossBridge,” and thus our congregation’s (and this blogs’s) current name.

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Our ministry is simple, as are our Sunday morning gatherings. We sing several songs…

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A Tough One

Jonathan Caswell:

BEEN HEARING( AND HAVE BEGUN BELIEVING) THIS FOR YEARS—MY WIFE HAS HELPED A LOT! THANK YOU, PASTOR!

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I am a young pastor. I am a flawed pastor. I am a still-wrestling-with-his-flesh pastor. But despite all that I have, at least for now, this role in the body of Christ. And it’s from that role that I wanted to offer a bit of comfort and admonition.

Ever been depressed because you thought you were a failure?

Ever replayed an argument over and over in your head, furious at yourself because you’re certain you sounded like a moron?

Ever play something out in your mind in the worst possible way, and then become scared, angry, or jealous based on that fictional image or circumstance?

I have.

And my word to you if you have been born again, put true saving faith in Jesus Christ, is this: Do not let your identity come from your place in the human scheme and system around us.

Whether you are truly a fool…

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I DO HAVE ANOTHER BLOG, YOU KNOW????

I DO HAVE ANOTHER BLOG, YOU KNOW????

“THE MARVELOUS MUMFORD,”, you see,

Also belongs to me…

It’s overflow–

I use it so–

And for topical poetry.

Jumbled parts of a book

‘Bout experience when toes were “took”…

Are there to view

And reblogs, too,

Some with a good narrative hook!

Other works are adult topics,

On subjects born in the tropics…

Reader discretion

And scanning inspection

Might save overheating of optics!

—Jonathan Caswell

If You Put it like That…

Jonathan Caswell:

OH…THIS IS AN ORIGINAL CLASSIC!!!!!!

Originally posted on Charron's Chatter:

Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER

to you

I’m her

a boon or burr

but in my eyes

I’m I…

a more important guy…

the self attached to my…

to what, wherefore, and why…

to me

the her

is you, or she!

a different thing entirely

and resonates with him–

not he

apart from us,

not them

of we

the them’s

not they

beyond this said

exist in gobs

of grey, in head

not groups, but mobs

of we’s

in force

and everyone

means meez,

of course

excepting none

a world pop,

made up of ones

–source:

back to top…

Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER

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Put a Cork in It — Colleen – 7/17/15

Jonathan Caswell:

WE NEED MORE ON DECORUM!

Originally posted on One Year of Letters:

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17 July 2015

Fishnet bodysuits on most people look pretty disgusting. Thongs riding up over the waistband of pants? Disgusting. Those guys in pouch-like swimsuits? Disgusting! No one really wants to see that stuff, still we gawk at the People of Walmart and other nasty pictures that come across our newsfeed on social media. Afterward we all exclaim about needing eye bleach.

It’s like rubbernecking a bad accident. You can’t turn away. Probably because it makes you feel superior, or at least lucky not to be the one in the picture. But the truth is, in a way you are the one in the picture. All of you—that’s right! I’m talking to you—have pumped at least one salacious item, whether graphic or written, into the perpetual machine that is The Interwebs.

Not long ago, few people had cell phones, and the ones who did wanted…

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