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Invited to the Feast
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8 min read
Rose and I were newlyweds. We were married almost a year when I lost my ring. It was at the end of school–literally the last day of my second year, and I was about to drive back over the border from Ontario into Michigan. Needless to say, I was freaking out. Proper 19C | Luke…
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LOST Sitting down to feast on bread baked with aromatic spices with a salad topped with vinegar and oil, a pasta perhaps or lamb roasted to a crisp skin but a center so tender it slides off as you pick up the bone, and the wine oh the wine! it flows and the bottles…
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It was an American Literature class. We read short stories and poetry and each day my classmates would slump into their seats unprepared to talk about Hawthorne or Whitman. I could tell when the teacher’s frustration was high because she’d call on me, even when I didn’t raise my hand. She knew she could get something…
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Loving Joy
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4 min read
Imagine going to a new doctor and receiving this included in the instructions: “make sure you take time for yourself every day – personal time – to relax/do your favorite activity – even if only for a short period.” One of my favorite writers described this experience of being prescribed “joy”. Of having to rediscover…
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When Jesus Tweets
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9 min read
This morning’s gospel is like a Facebook post. It begins divisively, then starts to sound rational, and then ends with an unattainable call to action full of shame. With a passage like this, Jesus could totally win the internet. Proper 18C | Luke 14:25-33 I’m gonna guess that like any good Facebook post, there’s going…
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Love Songs Ain’t Cool
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2 min read
LOVE SONGS AIN’T COOL We staged an Anti-Valentine’s Day poetry reading twenty years ago, with all the seriousness of the jilted and the cool of a grunge beatnik, flannel-draped and too intense for snaps. It was all so black and white, our lives, our words the only true responses: laugh or cry. “I refuse to…
