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    lenten journal: perspective

    by  • March 18, 2015 • america, grief, lenten journal, love, poetry • 2 Comments

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    It’s not hard to find pain around us. I can name several friends who have marked the anniversary of a parent’s death, some who are facing difficult decisions about their jobs, others dealing with illnesses and uncertain outcomes. That just skims the surface. Pain is common currency, along with disappointment and loss. One of...

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    lenten journal: adventure

    by  • February 28, 2015 • faith, lenten journal, love, marriage, seeing • 3 Comments

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    I am writing late tonight because I have been at a wedding. The daughter of church friends got married this evening. Several weeks ago, they contacted me about baking pies for the wedding. They didn’t want a cake. Instead they wanted individual mini pies—equal amounts of key lime and chocolate chess. We came up...

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    lenten journal: why

    by  • February 21, 2015 • grief, hope, lenten journal, love, music • 1 Comment

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    In my days years ago as a hospital chaplain, I spent a lot of time working around the word why. In the context of illness and terminal diagnoses, the word was neither helpful nor hopeful. Why did I get cancer? Why is my father dead? Any answer comes up lacking because it seems to...

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    ash wednesday: dust

    by  • February 18, 2015 • faith, hope, lenten journal, love • 6 Comments

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    When I was in seminary, I pastored Pecan Grove Baptist Church, which was outside of Gatesville, Texas. To be more specific, the little white church sat next to a creek off of FM 107 between Oglesby and Mound. Now you know right where it was, or is—it’s still there. When I went drove down...

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    advent journal: percussion

    by  • December 21, 2014 • advent journal, love, poetry • 2 Comments

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    love is the drum that beats in our bones even in our broken melodies of grief our symphonies of sorrow and sadness relentless resonance in the late night club of all that could have been the hope of the high hat the syncopation of surprise the gentle jazz of joy put your hands together...

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    advent journal: without

    by  • December 17, 2014 • advent journal, friends, grief, love • 3 Comments

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    One of my favorite Pierce Pettis songs begins, “The presence of your absence follows me.” The song has played in the background of my week because tomorrow, December 18, will mark five years since my dear friend David Gentiles died. I could say many things about David, but maybe this will give you an...

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