The Topknot and the Tackle Box

  A Parable of the Open Hand Once upon a time, a woman kept her cosmetics in a tackle box. A train case seemed boldly self-indulgent. No, a good, sturdy tackle box was just the thing. It had taken seven years of healing for her to dare to dream again of beauty.  The tackle box, somehow, eased […]


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Weekend Reflection: Cling

9 Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good. 10 Love one another with brotherly affection. Outdo one another in showing honor. 12 Romans 9-10 (ESV) It’s the weekend. Around here we remove our shoes and tour the stillness. Start with Sandra Heska King’s Still Saturday.  The drop by Deidra […]


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My Uncle’s Listening Lesson

Kinfolk. Ca. 1970 Cracking the Code I called my uncle “Pete” this past weekend. He’s really my great-uncle, half-brother to my grandfather, but through one of those odd genealogical twists of fate, he’s only a few years older than my mother (his niece) was. Anyway, I phoned him to make good on a promise I’d made […]


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Weekend Reflection: Clothed with Splendor

  [I’m so grateful to my friend Bob Coller, who graciously permitted me to share this glorious photo. He’s got mad photographic skills–and a generous heart.] Bless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord my God, You are very great; You are clothed with splendor and majesty, 2 Covering Yourself with light as with a cloak, Stretching out heaven like a tentcurtain. […]


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Simple

  I’ve Wearied Myself I’m an expert at complicating things. I like to have plans, you see. And plans are better, aren’t they, with a contingency plan or two or six? Well of course. If it’s worth planning, it’s worth planning well, no? If it’s worth doing, it’s worth my best, right? Um, wrong.  There are plenty […]


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