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    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 31, 2012December 31, 2012

    no matter what page we turn what ball drops or what calendar we follow when tomorrow dawns on us we will still hold the sorrow that slept here last night the hopes and fears of all last year might sit silently for a few hours while we dance and remember the promises we hoped to…

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  • advent journal: the prophet smiled

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 24, 2012

    Our Christmas Eve service, like many around the country, is a service of Lessons and Carols. It is also a family service, so there is the rumble of restless little ones underneath all the singing and silence. It’s awesome. This year, Ginger made a point of asking a number of our children and young people…

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    advent journal: a faraway christmas

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 23, 2012

    The story below is one I wrote several years ago. I read it this morning at church. I offer it to you tonight. A Faraway Christmas by Milton Brasher-Cunningham     As we gather together on this Silent Night, To sing ‘round the tree in the soft candlelight,   From a Faraway Christmas, from time…

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  • advent journal: such a time as this

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 22, 2012

    Yesterday on my break at the computer store, I walked over to Barnes and Noble to get a cup of coffee, which might be described as my regular routine. The line was about five deep when I got there, which didn’t bode well for my fifteen minute recess, but I decided to chance it since…

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    advent journal: come . . .

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 21, 2012

    come . . . sit in the dark with me and tell the truth reach deep in the pockets of our souls for scraps of hope and wonder come . . . look up at the storms of firefly stars flinging their light our way lay back on the blanket of dead leaves and sleeping…

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  • advent journal: time and tide

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 20, 2012December 21, 2012

    One of the things I miss about living in Marshfield was learning to tell time by the tides. The tide came and went twice a day, but never in sync with the clock. The tides felt a rhythm rather than a ticking. They followed the moon, the earth’s turning, the breathing of the oceans. In…

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  • advent journal: joy comes . . .

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 19, 2012

    Throughout Advent, I have been collecting a soundtrack to get me deeper into the season. Tonight, I was greeted by two songs at our annual “Blue Christmas” service — one I sang and one I heard — that helped move me along towards the manger, sadness and all. Tonight, I thought I would share them…

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  • advent journal: acquainted with grief

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 18, 2012December 19, 2012

    Today has been a sad day.   My dear friend, David Gentiles, died three years ago today. Three years later, this day lies between the anniversary of the death of my father-in-law, Reuben, who died a year ago last October and January, which will mark the first anniversary of Lola, our Schnauzer who died after…

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    advent journal: incarnation

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 17, 2012

    I saw Joy dressed as a postal worker tenaciously attempting to infect everyone in line up against Impatience in the form of a woman still in her workout clothes complete with jewelry and then I stood behind Clumsy or so she seemed — dressed in faux fur and  fumbling at the self-serve machine I was…

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  • advent journal: walking out

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham December 16, 2012December 17, 2012

    I love my wife for walking out of church this morning. She began our worship, you see, by using a song they sang on the 2012 Freedom Ride to help us figure out a way to allow us room to deal with our grief over Sandy Hook in our service. So we sang, I woke…

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