• grace

    I’m just the kid . . .

    by  • August 16, 2019 • grace, love, music, time • 7 Comments

    I remember the afternoon in Fort Worth. I walked into Sound Warehouse—a regular stop on my way home from work—and picked up two debut CDs off the “Discover New Artists” rack: Shawn Colvin’s Steady On and David Wilcox’s How Did You Find Me Here?, which is still my favorite title for a first record....

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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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    dressing for the day

    by  • August 30, 2018 • faith, grace, hope, language, sermon • 2 Comments

    I preached last Sunday at North Madison Congregational Church UCC—my first time to preach there. I drew from two passages, Ephesians 6:10-20 and 1 Samuel 17:31-40, both of them having to do with armor. —————————- I have to start this morning with two confessions. The first is that I have never found much use...

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