• Posts Tagged ‘john berger’

    advent journal: commas of care

    by  • December 5, 2017 • advent journal, hope, kindness • 4 Comments

    For a long time now, the comma has been an important symbol for the United Church of Christ. You have to love a denomination that finds metaphor in punctuation. The idea started with the “God Is Still Speaking” campaign that played off of a Gracie Allen quote—“Never put a period where God has placed...

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    wild goose ride

    by  • June 27, 2012 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    A number of years ago a woman named Martha, who went to school with me at Nairobi International School (NIS) when we were both in ninth grade, contacted as many of us as she could and compelled us to get together again. The invitation was too good to turn down: I had not seen...

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    bejeweled

    by  • June 19, 2012 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    “Until I met you, I would have been unable to name the transformation that was taking place. Today, at my late age, I name it — the fusion of love.”                — John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos  bejeweled I have spent the afternoon in Old Havana(the sandwich shop, that is)with...

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    lenten journal: hold on, hold on . . .

    by  • March 19, 2012 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    Next Sunday I am going to be a part of a bluegrass group that will be the service musicians for our morning worship. Most of the group is one family – parents and three boys, all of whom play instruments. The youngest one, who is six or seven, plays the mandolin likes it’s part...

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    lenten journal: onward, christian artists . . .

    by  • March 15, 2012 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    “Study the faces of the new tyrants,” Berger says has he begins the last section of his book, Bento’s Sketchbook: How Does the Impulse to Draw Something Begin? What follows is a series of incisive descriptions: They are impeccably dressed and their tailoring is reassuring, like the silhouette of high-security delivery vans. They have...

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    lenten journal: choosing our words

    by  • March 13, 2012 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    Not long after we moved into our school building last year, Borders went broke and sold everything in their stores including the fixtures. The tables in my room are the very ones that held stacks of books for customers’ perusal and my walls are lined with the book shelves that made corridors of what...

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    lenten journal: drawn in

    by  • February 28, 2012 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    I don’t remember how old I was, but I was young enough that my dad was able to beat my brother and me to the punch. “Boys,” he said with that this-is-how-it’s-going-to-be-don’t-even-think-about-it tone in his voice, “we can talk about most anything, but you can never have a motorcycle.” He gave good reasons. He...

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