• Posts Tagged ‘john berger’

    lenten journal: I love to tell the story

    by  • February 24, 2012 • Uncategorized • 4 Comments

    One of the things I love about the ecclesiastical calendar is it tells time by telling a story. Our story. The Story. We begin at Advent by preparing for Jesus’ birth and then move through the following weeks and months as the Incarnation unfolds and we see Jesus with people as he walks with...

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    inconsequential

    by  • January 31, 2012 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    How to live with the adjective inconsequential? That’s the way John Berger posed the question as I sat with his book a couple of days ago in the coffee shop waiting for time to start my after school job. He was talking about the role of the artist and writer in the face of...

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    making mistakes

    by  • January 26, 2012 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    Over the past few weeks I have been editing a book manuscript for someone I don’t know. When I grade student essays, I know whose paper is in front of me, which colors how I both read and comment, but this time I am not being asked to teach, only edit. The hardest part,...

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    it begins like this . . . .

    by  • January 20, 2012 • Uncategorized • 0 Comments

    A couple of weeks ago, I arrived early for my shift at the computer store, so I got a coffee at the Barnes and Noble next door and sat down at a table to read a little of my John Berger book. The chapter I opened to started: It begins like this . ....

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    an earring of hope

    by  • January 18, 2012 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    Today is Steve Earle’s birthday. I’ve been listening to his songs all day, which is not so different from many other days, just more purposed. I love both his music and his story: he is a living testament to hope and redemption. One of my favorite tunes is “Some Dreams,” which was used as...

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    advent journal: the enveloping air

    by  • December 24, 2010 • Uncategorized • 3 Comments

    During our quick trip to New York this week, we spent the better part of one afternoon in the Metropolitan Museum of Art losing all sense of direction and finding bits of wonder, love, and praise in many of the paintings, photographs, and sculptures that inhabit the place. Eventually, we wandered in amongst the...

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