{Re}cite

On hard days when I don’t know what to do, I recite. The Lord’s Prayer. A poem. A hymn. A scripture. Recite means to say something from memory. The lyrics to numerous hymns, passages of scripture, entire scenes from Psych or Sports Night, Psalm 23, Needtobreathe and 80s rock lyrics are all things I can…

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{Re}action

It’s the third law of physics. For every action there’s and equal and opposite reaction. As I was thinking about this word today, I begin to think of something I’d written before. I had originally titled this post: Default to Mercy. I’m starting to think in these fractious times that I should temper my reactions…

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Default to Mercy

The hymn — There’s A Wideness In God’s Mercy — says, “But we make his love to narrow.” And we do. At least, I do. Time and time again, I find myself defaulting to finite mercy, limited love. Yet, when I stood on the deck of that ship and spied the wideness for the very…

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There’s a wideness in God’s mercy …

I couldn’t wait to see it. The wideness. I’d stood on the shore before and gazed out at the depths from protected bays and coves. Felt the cool waves rush over my toes on warm sandy beaches. I’d even been out on boats for tours to the Statue of Liberty and experienced bayside views of…

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