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The tree had never dreamt to kill; that stuff, it thought, was for the birds,although it knew it, too, had grown rich on the sinew and marrow left at its feet by the hawks and the owls. Still, if anyone had thought to … Continue reading
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Tagged #GunstoGardens, #GunstoGrace, rifle stock, Tree of Life
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Radical
Yesterday morning, when the sun rose, this was a shotgun barrel, designed for hunting, for ending life. By lunchtime, it had become a garden tool, forged in fire and hammered out by my talented husband, designed to dig into the earth that God has made, out of which God formed the plants and the trees, out of which God crafted humanity, and breathed into it the spark of life. Radical transformation: a tool designed to kill had been converted into a tool to grow new life. Continue reading
Triduum
While the dough was doing its thing, I went out to the forge, made one more cross out of gun barrels. Continue reading
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Tagged #GunstoGardens, #GunstoGrace, bread, Good Friday, Jesus, Maundy Thursday, school schooting, way of the cross
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Bonsai, barns, and building a legacy
I had not realized that such a wide variety of trees could be made into bonsai. Perhaps my favourite was the olive grove, a miniature version of the scene that greets visitors to the Garden of Gethsemane in Jerusalem. Some of the bonsai were relatively young; others were hundreds of years old. I got to thinking about the generations of trainers and nurturers who had tended those trees – how many hands must they have passed through? Continue reading
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Tagged #GunstoGardens, bonsai, Ecclesiastes 2:18-23, inheritance, legacy, Luke 12:13-21, wills
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Pistols into ploughshares Starve a fever, feed cold steel barrels into the forge Beneath scorched earth cool claythe kiln at earth’s core;creation’s heart of stone Beneath the concrete floorreverb of the hammer starts a rumour – revolution, evolution, healing – over the anvil, fever … Continue reading
Posted in current events, gun violence, poetry, prayer
Tagged #GunstoGardens, blacksmithing, Isaiah 2:4
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It’s not nothing
What we did is not enough, but it was, I believe, inspired. What happened in DC this weekend is certainly not enough, nor is it yet even a done deal, but if it is a beginning, it is something. I remember learning about inertia in high school physics: a body at rest is inclined to continue to do nothing. A body that begins to move has the chance to collect momentum. Continue reading
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Not all at once
A sermon for Trinity Sunday “Jesus said to the disciples, “I still have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now.” (John 16:12) Jesus knew that we cannot handle everything at once. Jesus, in his mercy, … Continue reading
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