“You’re running away from your calling. Your gift for words is meant for church and not for that skeptical head of yours.” PoetryReligionChurchPoemCallingWordsSkepticismPreaching Author:Roger Robinson
“But all my life I’d remain a questioning man, choosing debate over faith, sparring with mystery, claiming logic over belief. But in the funeral parlor, the grief of seeing the shell of my mother’s body bereft of spirit brought death to my inner cynic, with her words, my god, my god, being stuck in my throat as I stood there, her broken son, preaching.” DeathPoetryReligionBeliefLossGriefPoemMourningSkepticismPreaching Author:Roger Robinson