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Lent- Day 1
“Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” Those are the words typically spoken by the pastor, deacon or administrant while spreading ashes on the foreheads of the penitents gathered for Ash Wednesday services- at least at Episcopal Churches. This year I didn’t make it to church, so…
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Lent- Day 1
“Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” Those are the words typically spoken by the pastor, deacon or administrant while spreading ashes on the foreheads of the penitents gathered for Ash Wednesday services- at least at Episcopal Churches. This year I didn’t make it to church, so…
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Amen and pass the lentils.
See that photo up there? It’s the inside of my closet turned pantry. I hung two photos with passages from Psalms ripped from an old calendar. It seems silly, but I don’t know how many times, aggravated from a long day of cooking, cleaning and toddler tantrums, I have swung open that closet door…
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Lenten Update #2
Another week done and I’m still hanging tight on the food fasts. I’ve made a bunch of veggie dishes I didn’t even knew existed until… well, I made them. Including that eggplant/carrot cornbread caserole up there, which turned out to be a surprise hit. When I finally did some Wii time (my first…
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Lenten Update: #1
After posting the pic of ashes on my head on Facebook a week ago, I caused a minor stir amongst friends who headscratchingly didn’t realize I attend an Anglican/Episcopal church, despite my repeated references to doing so. In fact, the inbox and text questions kind of hurt my feelings. Although the iniquisitors claim to…
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Of Segregation and swimming pools.
Just follow me down to the Jordan's stream/ God's a-going to trouble the water
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Some Sunday Stuff: August 4, 2024
"I am the paint, and I'm the brush, and I'm the canvas I am a saint, but if you touch, I am a savage"
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Some Sunday Stuff: Fourth Week of Advent, 2021.
Peace, especially at this time of year, is usually depicted as being silent, or quiet. It is "Silent Night" come to life; it's the sound of snow falling, and maybe it's just a tad staid. But that's not the peace that Dr. King fought for, and it certainly isn't the peace the King of Kings taught us to live out. Real peace -like real hope, real love, and real joy- demands action.
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