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On Not Computing: Five Entry Points

If you’ve never taken the opportunity to read any Wendell Berry, I highly suggest that you do so. His agrarian, contrarian ways are often the antidote for what ails us as overly-consumerized human beings caught in the cattle chute of modern productivity. In particular, I’m thinking about his poem “Manifesto:...

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Looking Up: Remembering Whose We Are

***Note: The poem and accompanying thoughts below are the very first blog post I ever wrote. I wrote it about three and half years ago and a few blogging attempts ago. I came across it as I was trying to clean up some files and decided to share it here....

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Batman’s Gauntlets and reflections on Martin Luther King Jr.

***Note: This article appeared under the simpler title “Thoughts leading into MLK Day” at the ABPNews Blog.*** “Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” – Martin Luther King Jr. I’ve always loved Batman. He wasn’t my first love, that was Supes, but early...

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The Power of Yet

With little statistical data, I’ll argue that the most powerful word in the English language is the word “yet”. It is by no means the most featured conjunction; it doesn’t even garner a mention in the song by which all conjunctions claim their fame, “Conjunction Junction”. Nor is it an...

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Only If You Can Skate

Photo credit: click from morguefile.com ***Thanks to Jill, my lovely wife, for helping to tighten the metaphor like an old pair of skates.*** I sometimes wonder if there wasn’t a bit more subtext involved when Jesus talked about children. Maybe in some “original manuscript” (trademarked 32AD United Fund for Fundamentalists)...

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Everything in a Tangerine

A while back, my counselor recommended to me that I needed to read  Thich Nhat Hanh’s Peace Is Every Step. I recognized the author’s name only because he was a friend of Thomas Merton and had written the introduction to Merton’s Contemplative Prayer. I am glad she led me to discover...

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She Sits

On this dreary Monday, while I’m waiting on the rain to stop falling, I thought I’d share a poem I wrote last fall after observing a bird on a wire while I was walking to the hospital to visit a parishioner. Sometimes we all need a little help standing against...

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The Gift of Uncertainty

Note: This blog was published concurrently on the Associated Baptist Press blog site. I’m kind of a sucker for New Years. I love the idea that there is, built into our calendar, an annual “reset”. Even if I’ve had a pretty good year the year before, I always enjoy the...