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    nothing matters

    by  • August 12, 2019 • friends, grace, patience, poetry • 0 Comments

    nothing matters from my window seat I can see a bench concrete sides holding wooden slats under the tree that has taken a century to grow beyond the telephone pole from my window seat I can see a bench concrete sides holding wooden slats under the tree that has taken a century to grow...

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    you are my friends . . .

    by  • May 6, 2018 • faith, friends, incarnation, sermon • 6 Comments

    I preached again today at the First Christian Church, Congregational of East Haddam, Connecticut—a wonderful congregation. My text for today was John 15:9-17. I was a high school English teacher for about ten years. One of the things I was determined to differently than those who had taught me was the way in which...

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