Questions for Broken Love
I want to know why love sometimes explodes as if a sly engineer placed dynamite lit the fuse watched as the explosion displaced us I want to know what love looks like over the wall between hearts does one offer a nosegay or pass scribbled notes or sit in the silence wait for the wall…
Chaotic Compassionate Home
Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the Universe, for the at-home kind of love, hugs before the day begins when we’re in t-shirts and underwear, apologies after thoughtless words, an offer of help in the kitchen, laughter following a clumsy spill. Blessed are You for quiet nights and interrupted, tenuous nights when we…
Mother Blindness
In a book of picture puzzles from my childhood, there is a spread of photos showing ordinary objects, pictured from unordinary angles—a box of colored pencils viewed from the points of their sharpened tips, a toothbrush viewed from the end of its handle, a sailboat viewed from above. The pencils look like wooden hexagons with…
Ray of Frickin’ Sunshine
I am a ray of frickin’ sunshine.I smile-scowl all the time.I stretch to befriend gratitude,Supposedly to help my attitude.But a realist once is a realist always,And I’ll speak my truth ‘til the end of my days.Sometimes it’s dark and sometimes it’s light—I’ve learned that both unlock the good life. So while I smile and laugh…
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Hi, I’m Tobi Goff, a recovering perfectionist, learning the crazy ways of Jesus. I am married to a fellow kingdom seeker and together we imperfectly respond to the mystery of God’s grace in our lives. We have two young daughters and enjoy raising them in an old house in the beautiful pacific northwest.
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