{Re}wash

Every week I have to do it again. I always try to figure out a way to get it all done. Yet, short of sitting around in the all together, that will never happen. Somehow I always manage to forget a load. In the dryer, in the washer, unwashed altogether. You would think I wouldn’t.…

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{Re}approach

My mom recently had right knee replacement surgery. While she was seated at the table, she dropped something on the floor. She asked me to pick it up because she was having difficulty reaching all the way down. I was on her right side. I approached several times. And then backed away. Subconsciously knowing that…

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{Re}pot {Re}dux

Sometimes getting uprooted and replanted in another place brings new life and another restart. Take my peace lily for example. One day after being transplanted it’s all happy and perky. Sometimes we all need a long cool drink and some new duds and some TLC. We snap right out of it. Sometimes we need a…

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{Re}st

Honestly, today I’m still struggling with what rest is all about. I’ve started this post several times, and then hit backspace until all my words disappeared. Last year, our associate pastor, Edgar Bazaan, preached a sermon on rest. I took copious notes and even went back and listened to it today. There’s so much to…

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{Re}pot

Two years ago following my grandmother’s funeral, I acquired two container gardens from the gifts of flowers and plants. The thing with these container gardens is that they start to crush out each other. The prayer plant was leggy, the peace lily wilted, the ivy going everywhere. There was nothing for it but a trip…

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Earworm: An again that doesn’t start with {Re}

I woke up this morning with a song stuck in my head. It was an old, gospel song. If I told you its name some of you would go scouring the Internet for it and others of you would know how ancient I really am. The earworm didn’t go away until about noon. I tried…

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{Re}count

I walked into our credit union with a box of rolled coins. The teller took one look at me and said, “We don’t take rolled coins. You’ll have to rip those off and put it in the machine.” I shot back, “So you can charge me for it?” After discovering that since I have an…

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{Re}heat

In exaltation of frozen assetsAnd microwave ovens. When over-calendared daysGlue me to the sofa. In praise of refrigerationCold enough to store pre-made creations. When I move my weary personTo peer into its depths. In gratitude for good cuisineOn the table fast. When reheatYields a little nutrition.

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{Re}dress

It came up at dinner tonight. My friend Phill’s legal name was causing havoc at airport security far and wide. They told him he needed a redress number. He jokingly thought that meant they were going to dress and redress him at TSA checkpoints. We all laughed. I looked a little deeper. Redress actually means…

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{Re}cover

It happened back in September. I injured my left shoulder. Thinking it was a rotator cuff injury I went to see my orthopedic physician. Fortunately, it wasn’t my rotator cuff but rather a bicep tendon and my supraspinatus muscle. Like a rotator cuff injury it takes a while before you’re back to normal. It’s been…

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