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2013 March

Archives for March 2013

Sunday’s Here

Sunday’s here. No more Sad Friday. Or confused, devastated Saturday. Sunday’s here. In the midst of worship and lunch and baking the ham. . . In the midst of cooking the potatoes and vacuuming the floor. . . In the midst of wiping down the bathroom mirror and scrubbing the toilet. . . In the […]

Sad Friday

When I was a kid I used to think that today should be called “Sad Friday”. I thought “Good Friday” seemed ridiculous. I realized that it was good that Jesus died for me (and you and you and you and you) but even though it was good and necessary and perfect, it didn’t feel good. Ah, how we humans […]

Uneven Fields

The middle one told me about recess one day, how they play soccer between a few trees and on uneven ground. Kids are good like that, making fields in the midst of a mess. A stadium from a few sticks and woodchips. They run their little hearts out from start to finish, sucking the marrow […]