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Hello Darkness My Old Friend
News broke last week of another school shooting. The list of these news reports grows longer and longer. My friend Ken Tanner, who is a pastor in Michigan, describes...
What’s a Substack?
Over lunch today a friend described a loss of trust. That is, it was once taken for granted that neighbors would look out for each other. For this friend...
Healthcare, Theology and Ethics: A Conversation with Dr. Kevin Driver
“Is healthcare a right or privilege?” Maybe the question needs a better frame. Recently I was talking with my friend Marty about healthcare, high deductibles, and treatment costs. Amidst...
It’s Quite Dusty in Here
July. That is the last time an RSS feed crawler discovered new content, posts or podcasts, around here. Some plugins needed updating. I am in talks with my advisor...
When I Had More Hair
Like circa 1994. Last week the Memories feature of Facebook alerted my mother to a photo of me, Patty, Kimberly, and Tommie from 1994. One of the first things...
Common Places: A Conversation with Brad Mason
I tried to work in one of my favorite lines from Cold Mountain into the title. I imagine God is weary of being called down on both sides of...
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Emma Thomas
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
Earn Palmer
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
Halie Jackson
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
The Cat
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
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We Can Share That Table Over There
Sundays are often very busy for us. Our busyness is equal parts the nature of my vocation and my own choices. Yesterday, we had a bit more time for lunch. A co-worker told Patty about Granny’s Kitchen, so off we went. We stood between the door and the waitstaff podium in the packed restaurant. The waitress...
Marty Duren and The Disparate Ones
I scraped off the cobwebs, blew out the dust, and set up the mic to converse with my friend Marty Duren. We have been friends and have shared our writing for almost twenty years. Sometimes, the projects were collaborative. We often wanted another set of eyes on something we were putting down on paper. Today,...