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    signature moves

    by  • July 27, 2007 • Uncategorized • 12 Comments

    Every so often, when I sign my name,the person behind the counter says,“That’s quite a signature,”as though I’ve done nothing but scribble.“No one else can imitate it,”is always my answer,“that’s what makes it my signature.” My morning movements are as mucha signature as my recognizable scratch,my hands moving from musclememory to trim the strawberriesand...

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    this can’t wait

    by  • July 25, 2007 • Uncategorized • 4 Comments

    I’m not in the habit of posting more than once a day, but I can’t keep today’s poem from The Writer’s Almanac to myself. The poet is Eleanor Lerman. She rocks. Starfish This is what life does. It lets you walk up to the store to buy breakfast and the paper, on a stiff...

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    taking a train to church

    by  • July 25, 2007 • Uncategorized • 10 Comments

    One of the things I love about the connections created by blooging is the chance to take part in, or at least listen in on, conversations I might otherwise miss. And, once again, it also means there is more to learn. One of the words I read a lot, in relation to conversations on...

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    the rest of the story

    by  • July 24, 2007 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    There’s always something new to learn. As many times as I’ve either heard or read the parable of The Good Samaritan and the story of Jesus’ visit with Mary and Martha, I’d never thought about the two being connected until Ginger mentioned it in her sermon last Sunday. Both are stories about people stopping...

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    acceptance speech

    by  • July 23, 2007 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    I’ve got more thoughts running through my head than I can get organized into anything coherent tonight and so I offer this wonderful poem I found today at The Writer’s Almanac. The poet is Lynn Powell. Acceptance Speech The radio’s replaying last night’s winnersand the gratitude of the glamorous,everyone thanking everybody for making everythingso...

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    unbreaking the circle

    by  • July 22, 2007 • Uncategorized • 7 Comments

    Back in the early nineties, the town of Waxahachie, Texas almost became famous for something other than the fact that my grandmother lives there. It was to have been the home of the Superconducting Super Collider, a fifty-four mile underground oval where super charged protons would be sent around in opposite directions and then...

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    telling a story

    by  • July 18, 2007 • Uncategorized • 11 Comments

    I worked on the line at the restaurant for the first time last night, my previous days there having been spent proving my prowess as a prep cook. It was a good night to learn: busy enough to let me see most everything on the menu, slow enough to not put me “in the...

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    reuben

    by  • July 17, 2007 • Uncategorized • 21 Comments

    My father-in-law is in the middle stages of Alzheimer’s disease. He and my mother-in-law left yesterday after an extended stay with us. ReubenLeah knew she was unloveduntil she held the boy,her firstborn,and she named him Reuben:“See, a son,” it means;a love carrier —“Because God has seenmy misery.”The Reuben I know is a twin,next to...

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    no enemies, only neighbors

    by  • July 16, 2007 • Uncategorized • 10 Comments

    I took my trip on the road from Jerusalem to Jericho today, as did many of you who are in churches that follow the lectionary, and listened again to the parable we have come to call The Good Samaritan. Many of Jesus’ parables have gotten misnamed over the years — the three in Luke...

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    hunting and gathering

    by  • July 15, 2007 • Uncategorized • 7 Comments

    Since I had to work yesterday, I didn’t get to go to our Friday Farmers’ Market in Marshfield, so I set out today to find a couple of farm stands and buy vegetables and fruit for the week ahead. As I was driving down Route 123, I saw a sign that said, “Blueberries Next...

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