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Underwater Jesus
Today is a heavy travel day here in the US. For many, a trip home brings feelings of relief and deep joy. For others, the air is electric with anxiety and dangers. For some, there is no going home, only the wilderness wandering within sight but not touch of the Promised Land. For not a few, the opening of the holiday season begins a pilgrimage to the abyss of grief. Continue reading
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Tagged grief, Psalm 130:1, submerged statues, Thanksgiving, underwater Jesus
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So you want to give thanks …
… but you do not want to deny your grief, for the loss of life, and love, and hope that you have suffered. You want to give thanks, but you are afraid of becoming faithless, betraying your pain. It is … Continue reading
Thankful Thursday/Fearful Friday
I have heard this week from a lot of wise leaders and graciously grateful people about the meaning of Thanksgiving, the meaning of thankfulness, and how it plays out – or should – in the days that follow this one. … Continue reading
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Tagged Black Friday, faithfulness, family, fear, hope, lost child, preachers, thankfulness, Thanksgiving
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Prayer cycle
It is fairly well accepted that a change of scenery, a new activity, can shake up our thinking; derail our trains of thought; get the wheels out of the grooves, the ruts they’ve been stuck in. My daughter tells me … Continue reading
Perspective
It’s Thanksgiving Eve, and I’m a little weary, to be honest. The house is nowhere near as clean and pretty as it should be by this time; the teenagers want more taxi rides, more cookery classes, more soda (nothing new). … Continue reading