Graffiti With God

I often lose arguments with God. Ok, “always” might be more accurate than “often.” Not that it matters, since God isn’t much for arguing anyway. She’s more about challenging assumptions, saying She loves me in my most unsavory moments, or making my entire premise irrelevant by trotting out some illuminating new angle. The argument I…

Father Church, Mother Earth

I attended church every Sabbath (Saturday, in my faith tradition) for the first thirty years of my life. That’s 1,560 Saturdays. Allowing for a few skips, I’ll round down to 1,500. I participated in at least a few hundred of those, either up front or behind the scenes, most often in music—song service, choir, special…

blessing for openings and closures

A Blessing for Openings Blessed are YouLord our GodQueen of the UniverseFor openings—A break in the cloudsA hole in a treeA path through underbrush Blessed are You For boxed parcelsAnd bagged giftsThe eagerness that rises in meTo unwrap, receive, connectOpen armsOpen seatOpen heart Blessed are YouLord our GodQueen of the UniverseFor my favorite shoes by the…

How to Be a Spouse

Just a few skillsAre necessaryFor domestic bliss Tell the truth—or don’tGet naked—or don’tFind a shared hobby—or don’t Does that clear things up?I think it covers the bases Or maybe I’ve simplified it too much Make love frequentlyBut never by the calendar Ask questionsBut not too manyor at the wrong time Enjoy time togetherExcept when it’s…

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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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