Again Seeker
I had to edit yesterday’s blog post. The error was to egregious. It had to be done. Yet, editing and reediting has been one of the most significant obstacles I have had to overcome as a writer. For some reason, I tend to hoverboard over my writing like Marty McFly in Back to the Future.…
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Edited: April 22, 2019: In the original publication, I mistakenly said that Shabbat begins at sunset and sunrise. This is incorrect. Shabbat begins at sunset Friday and ends at sunset on Saturday. There is this overlooked verse in the story of Jesus’ crucifixion that I am struck by on this day of rest. It was…
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The day after a death is one of the most difficult in the grieving process. You may have witnessed a person with you one moment and gone the next. Or you may expect that person to walk through the door as usual. I’m sure the day after Christ’s crucifixion, his mother and disciples were heavy…
Read MoreThree men crucified. One died railing at the innocent man. One died after rebuking the railing criminal And with a simple request: Remember me. One died promising Paradise to the one During his own agony, And while taking on the suffering Of the whole wide world. Rebuke. Request. Redemption. Not yet. Musings on Luke 23:39-46.…
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On the night Jesus was betrayed, Peter slices off a servant’s ear. It’s quite a shocking turn of events. Considering. Jesus had only recently told them that a time was coming when they would need a sword. Peter must have rushed out to get one like a 16-year-old with a new driver’s license and keys…
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The story about Jesus in Gethsemane has always reminded me of my fickleness. It is sometimes difficult for me to remain. In Jesus’ most needed hour, his Disciples fell asleep. Tired from the uphill journey to Jerusalem, they didn’t realize the importance of praying for their leader during His most needful time. They didn’t notice…
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In Matthew 23, Jesus rechallenges the Pharisees. One of the woes Jesus says to the people and his disciples reminds me to challenge myself to choose life. Woe to you, experts in the law and you Pharisees, hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs that look beautiful on the outside but inside are full of the…
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By now nearly everyone has heard the awful news about the fire that engulfed Notre Dame in Paris today. In 2003, Keck and I went to Vespers at the 850-year-old cathedral. The service was beautiful. Voices echoed in the tall ceilings. Sacred smoke filled the air. We walked up ancient stairs and peeked out old…
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You know I believe that there’s far to little poetry in this world. Yesterday, I picked up my copy of my friend Dana’s daughter’s book, One Whole World: Poems from the Heart. While I read it in one sitting, Vivian Grace Glazier captured me with several of her poems. I sent a text to her…
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It’s a constant struggle to keep up with the sheer amount of paper that comes into my house. Not to mention the pieces of paper I cannot bear to toss out. Mainly because they have all my sophmoric ideas from grade school, countless articles from work projects, silly musings, earnest poems. Keck pulled down a…
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