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I’m Paul Burkhart. Born and raised in Dallas, I went to Virginia Commonwealth University in Richmond, Virginia. A year of theological training under my belt in Counseling at Westminster Theological Seminary, I currently work as a Mental Health Case Manager in Philadelphia. I hope to continue graduate work in both theology and psychology, and eventually have my own counseling practice while also writing and teaching.

I love the depths, simplicities, and eccentricities both God and life have to offer. My relationship with my Lover and Savior is a messy one full of tears, underlined pages, and bruised knees. I wrestle with my God while He wrestles with me. I hope my feeble articulations can be used to draw you to Him.

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“I once described faith as something I got on my shoe and can’t kick or wash off. I’m stuck with it. My poems are the trespasses and blasphemies of a malpracticing Christian, one who can’t stop ogling an attractive leg, or wanting to be first, who is venial, foolish, seldom at peace, horny and lonely, and so far from the kingdom of God that his whole life becomes the theme of that distance, someone knowing he is in deep shit. It’s the perfect place to be, where you can’t fool yourself into thinking you’re on the right track… The only thing I have to offer God is my sins. I am interested in mercy when it appears in places where you would never expect it. I am interested in love that shovels shit against the tide. I am interested in grace… It is better to be annihilated and crushed by God, if you are in love with God, then it is to have no relationship at all. Better God smite you than merely be absent. God does not ‘tolerate’ me. God loves me.” — poet Joe Weil