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    lenten journal: thank you note

    by  • April 13, 2014 • lenten journal, poetry • 3 Comments

    for the chance to return to streets I once knew an opportunity to talk about things that matter to be on the receiving end of unsolicited encouragement for the chance to lose myself in the crust of a tomato tart to find myself serving at someone else’s communion rail and return home with the...

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    lenten journal: on the road

    by  • April 12, 2014 • Uncategorized • 4 Comments

    I have spent the day traveling from Durham to Fort Worth where I am speaking at First United Methodist Church tomorrow. They read my book during Lent and asked me to come and share Communion in worship and dinner tomorrow night. I have spent the evening eating and talking with new friends from the...

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    lenten journal: epiphany

    by  • April 11, 2014 • lenten journal, poetry • 2 Comments

    I would love to tell you I had an epiphany in the middle of lent: an earth-shattering, horizon-bending, blaze of understanding and insight that changed everything for me. My day, however, spelled out in much smaller steps, turns of phrase, incremental graces: a call from a friend, homemade marinara, sunshine on my lunch hour....

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    lenten journal: detailing

    by  • April 9, 2014 • incarnation, lenten journal • 0 Comments

    When they had come near Jerusalem and had reached Bethphage, at the Mount of Olives, Jesus sent two disciples, saying to them, “Go into the village ahead of you, and immediately you will find a donkey tied, and a colt with her; untie them and bring them to me. If anyone says anything to...

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    lenten journal: still singing . . .

    by  • April 8, 2014 • lenten journal, music • 0 Comments

    I want to listen more than talk tonight. These are songs that continue to speak to me. “Old Friends” by Guy Clark. old friends shine like diamonds old friends you can always call old friends lord you can’t buy ‘em you know it’s old friends after all Don Henley wrote: I’ve been tryin’ to...

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