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    incidental contact

    by  • October 27, 2015 • depression, family, forgiveness, love • 13 Comments

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    Packing up a house is an archaeological expedition through the layers of a life in one place, not only because of the collections of things that have to be sorted and assigned a destination, but also because of the stories that get unearthed. One that came to the surface is a favorite from my...

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    an intentional act

    by  • June 21, 2015 • america, change, hope, justice, love, race • 8 Comments

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    It’s been a while since I have posted here. Most of the reasons are personal: I was finishing a book manuscript and trying to get a cookie business off the ground. Over the past several weeks, there have been several times I thought about writing in response to tragedy around the country, but I...

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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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