365 Agains
{Re}edit
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…
Writing
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365 Agains
{Re}st
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…
365 Agains
{Re}nd
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…
365 Agains
{Re}buke
Three 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…
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{Re}sheath
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…
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{Re}main
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,…
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{Re}challenge
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!…
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{Re}lics
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…
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{Re}st
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…