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Writer's pictureMarissa Galván

Updated: Jul 18

Inspired by something that Daniel Morales said...



Maybe the church is not dying,


maybe the church is becoming more and more irrelevant.


Exceptionalism in church


is barricading ourselves, not from the world,


but from the people we are supposed


to be in conversation with,


that we are called to care for,


that we are told to love,


no ifs or buts.


In barricading, in self sealing off, in closing our eyes,


we become irrelevant...


because being relevant


is to have bearing,


is to be connected,


is to be able to contribute


in significant ways to the world.


And note that being relevant


is not synonymous...


with ruling,


with lording over,


with imposing,


with banning,


with vetting,


with rejecting,


with controlling,


with hating.



Y en español para que no quede duda...



Tal vez la iglesia no esté muriendo,


tal vez la iglesia se esté volviendo cada vez más irrelevante.


El excepcionalismo en la iglesia


es atrincherarnos, no del mundo,


sino de las personas con las que se supone


debemos conversar,


a las que Dios nos ha llamado a cuidar,


a las que Dios nos dice que debemos amar,


sin peros ni condiciones.


Al atrincherarnos, al encerrarnos en nuestras propias burbujas, al cerrar los ojos,


nos volvemos irrelevantes...


porque ser relevante


es tener influencia,


es conectarse,


es poder contribuir


de maneras significativas al mundo.


Y tenga en cuenta que ser relevante


no es sinónimo...


de gobernar,


de enseñorearse,


de imponer,


de prohibir,


de sentenciar,


de rechazar,


de controlar,


de odiar.



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Writer's pictureMarissa Galván

Updated: Jul 15


Grief is the sneakiest feeling there is!

It comes in unexpected ways.

A broken heart,

A regretful love,

And somehow, it comes in threes.

A forgotten date.

A familiar smile that I look at  in the mirror

A supportive like that meant he remembered me,

A division, a divorce,

A question that lead to a vocation

That was not only in my dreams.

People that left imprints,

That left memories, stars, music.

Six years, three days, a few hours ago...

And tears, and pain, and hurt. 

And waiting until the wave goes back to the sea,

Preparing for when it comes again.

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Writer's pictureMarissa Galván

Cherish the love you have…

The love that lives beside you

The love that lives inside you

The love that lives through you

The love you have for you, for others

The love you have for God

And the love God has for you.

Cherish the love you have

And believe, with all your heart

That someone loves you…

And that you matter.


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