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Poetry

The Plain Truth

If you, like me, were taught

-maybe not in words-

your worth depends on what you do

And if your gut, like mine, tells you

-not in words-

you believe this to be true

Then, in spite of what we tell ourselves in words

we, both you and I, have a situation:

Our worth, yours and mine, is a doctrine

we try to prove with our words and our deeds

Instead of the plain truth we live out each day

in the safety of each other’s arms.

dw

Grace and peace to you this day…

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Humor

Easter

This is becoming part of my Easter tradition, reading this. I offer it again, in case this day is killing you with happiness 🙂.

Easter During COVID-19

Grace and peace to you…

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Other Writings

Neon-lit pain

 

We draw near to him by following him even on clumsy and reluctant feet and without knowing more than two cents’ worth at first about what is involved in following him — into the seventy-five-mile-an-hour, neon-lit pain of our world.

Frederick Buechner, Secrets in the Dark: A Life in Sermons, “The Sign by the Highway”