a life incredible, vivid, excellent.
i can’t forget the shiny-brights snug in their tissue-paper beds in the flower-patterned cardboard box bright magenta, sky blue, silver-glittered each emerged from its wrappings brilliant beneath the tarnish of age purple grapes, green pine cones, rainbow sunbursts, carnival swirls they all had stories; granny remembered each one
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for the white-headed eagles soaring through the morning for the prairie grasses of gold and bronze and brown for the rustling evensong of cottonwood leaves for the full moon reflected in the wind-ruffled pond for the soule You saved on plymouth rock for the soul You saved from a wayward heart for these, Lord, i…
Read Morein a world rife with noise born away by the violent summon your poise and let battles fall silent let old arguments wither and leave new ones unmet for hatred will sever and anger upset raise a glass, not a weapon wield a song, not a sword let the past be forgotten and let Love…
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her apron is hanging in my closet i’ve never worn it, but i see it every time i rifle through my work clothes even now it smells slightly of butter the way my favorite aprons do and i wonder about her favorite recipes the things she baked for birthdays, for holidays, for sorrow i met…
Read Moreit’s a con for the chronic a toxic tonic an oxymoronic cure for pain
Read Moredirty face curly yellow hair red and blue terrycloth and a rattling torso comprise my best friend
Read Morewhat if the Bread were not broken? what if the Wine were not spilled? what if the Word were unspoken? what are we if death were not killed? but broken indeed was His body and poured out the wine of His blood eternal the promise He’s spoken unending the life of His love
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“i wish i were brave …” but it is comfort you seek; cowardice prevails
Read Moreanyone need true insight? nothingness terrifies; incarnation absolves tortured innocent, absolute nonentity I Am nailed there
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at our little suburban church the communion feast is free of allergens and alcohol the bread crumbles into the cup of grape juice if you’re not careful i thought the blood of Christ was stronger stuff than this — at the Anglican Church i kneel at the altar rail to receive the Body and the…
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