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Is Your Soul Hard of Hearing?
If you asked an impartial artist to render a symbolic drawing of the American church, I can only imagine that she would draw some kind of being, covered with talking mouths. As if the body of Christ had made a visit to Chernobyl and, like deformed frogs affected by acid rain, had over-produced the moving …[ read more ]
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When the Undiscovered, the Underestimated and the Overlooked Have Their Day
Have you been watching America’s Got Talent? I love that show. Maybe, just a little bit, because it makes me feel normal (that is, in comparison to some of the bizarro acts that appear briefly only to receive the big X judgment on their ability to play some body part or set themselves on fire …[ read more ]
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Mojo for the Middle
Beginnings are beautiful aren’t they? Births, babies, baptisms, romances, engagements, weddings, first days, first sentences, first words, first steps, first prayers. The start of something new is like a spring day on steroids – refreshing and intense, an interlude of optimism and joy in a darker fugue. Endings are cause for celebration as well. Graduations, …[ read more ]
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Have You Ever Felt Alone in a Crowd?
Have you ever felt alone in a crowd? Have you ever sat in a room full of people and felt saturated with loneliness? When my children were young and encountered the occasional week-end when no friends were available for plans, they would despair and complain that they hated time alone. My exhortation was always the …[ read more ]
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Courage in the Face of Cool
I love Blanche Gunderson. Blanche Gunderson is my hero. If you don’t know Blanche, put “New in Town” on your Netflix queue, pop it into your DVD player, sit back and prepare to be schooled in living your faith. Blanche lives in New Ulm, Minnesota. She’s the office manager for a floundering factory. She wears …[ read more ]