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This week seems to be all about the moon. Full moon. Blood moon. Super flower moon. Moonbin rode a bike with training wheels (social media makes us dumber). And I even came back across the moon walk episode of The Crown. The moon can somehow be mysterious and comforting and ominous all in one week,…
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Sometimes we don’t know what we don’t know or we don’t know what we’ve been missing, until we experience a thing and realize that’s what we’ve needed. For the first time in over a year, I went to church to worship in person this morning. I’ve been watching the service online each week and that’s…
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I am overwhelmed. With the guilty verdicts for a murderer. With sadness for the family and friends of George Floyd. With happiness for the family and friends of George Floyd. With relief that the universe righted itself a bit today. With bitter sweetness. With these words of Longfellow, written during the Civil War as his…
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Every Good Friday, and actually on all my dark days, my favorite words of Pope John Paul II always come to mind. Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song. More simply, sometimes our Sunday is just 48 hours away.
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Fere libenter homines id quod volunt credunt. Men generally believe what they would like to be so. The second quarantine Ides of March. And perhaps the most appropriate Caesar quote for a time when Americans can’t agree on fact versus fiction or feelings in terms of votes, masks, vaccines, and just about everything. Mr. Martin…
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It’s an absolutely gorgeous day, sitting in the 72 degree sunshine listening to Duran Duran while my Mom gets her second dose of the vaccine. Tomorrow is the anniversary of my last “normal” day – the girls went to school, I spent the morning in the office, then had lunch with friends on a similarly…
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It’s been the longest winter ever. The winter of our discontent, you might say, even though I don’t have fond memories of that book. Months of cold and rainy weather. A crazy election. Half of America acting like we’re not in a pandemic and now half a million people in our country are gone. Steinbeck’s…
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I know today’s ashes are about reflection and repentance, but I have been weary in these recent days and working hard to shift my focus back to my word for 2021: promise. Every promise spoken over me. Every promise spoken into my heart. All of God’s promises. Promises that I am certain will come to…
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I’m so tired of left and right finger-pointing. I’m tired of “but you guys” did this or that. Or statements that include the words “both sides.” I’m done with this week’s responses like “criticizing the Capitol participants is hypocritical of you.” Or “you didn’t condemn the violence at Black Lives Matters protests last summer.” Actually…
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Nine months into quarantine. And it’s Christmas. Nine months into a pregnancy. The first Christmas. Men and women preparing for an event that should be filled only with joy, but that also includes days that are sometimes marred by confusion or frustration or trepidation. Hearts in people that love God, and yet are still in…
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