my little fashlight not coming close to touching them –  yet raised to the heavens   –  a feeble light of mine of hope  of sorrow  of healing   –  a man died a year ago and today, his killer has been found guilty and that death  and that verdict may actually activate the process […]

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hey, God,  Saturday night I went to the grocery store.  You know.  Milk to buy for Mel’s household: I got to go and see/visit/stay with her/them!  Didn’t want to do it on my Sabbath.  You know.  Not many people there.   Pretty quiet.  I go to the small store; no extra price breaks for letting them […]

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To receive God’s grace we need to die.  And we don’t want to die. The story/joke/cartoon at the beginning was about a little girl with a cat, who complains to the cat, “Grownups are always asking me what I will be when I grow up.  I will just be me, only taller!!  Why do they […]

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Pearls before Swine had a cartoon this past week, where the Rat is pounding a sledgehammer against the wall, and the Pig walks in and says, “What are you doing, Rat?”  And the Rat, pounding on the wall, says, “I CAN’T STAND BEING AT HOME ANY LONGER SO I’M SLEDGEHAMMERING MY WAYS OUT!!”    And […]

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2021 Dying for Grace

“Amen, Amen, I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.  Those who love their life lose it, an those who hate their life in this world will keep it for eternal life.”  (John 12:24-25) To […]

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2021 Lenten Devotion 4

In advance of the fourth Sunday in Lent, Allyssa McNeal shares theological and personal reflections on the correlating Lectionary texts.  Seeking a way out Numbers 21:4-9 The Israelites were grumpy and growing impatient like many of us during this Lenten season in the midst of a global pandemic. Moses was tasked with keeping them encouraged […]

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2021 Lenten Devotion 3

My childhood is tainted with violence and abuse instigated by my own father. I was in my first year of high school when a tragedy happened, my father was killed by his own father. I was confused at that time about what to feel. Should I be happy for there’s no father to harm us? […]

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