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Deacon’s Dismissal

Betty

I have been to Nashville. There, I visited President Andrew Jackson’s home, the Hermitage. I bought two post cards. One is a portrait of Andrew Jackson, astride his white horse, looking presidential. On the back of the postcard is the horse’s name: “Sam Patch.” The other postcard is a photograph, taken in 1867, two years…

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Anywhere

A man in a wheelchair rolled slowly downhill in the middle of a busy road. Traffic in both directions moved past him. Some honked, some slowed and rolled down their windows: “You OK?” “You’re gonna get hit!” The man did not respond. At the bottom of the hill, his chair came to a stop and…

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Shearing

Years ago, in the sheep barn at a county fair, I saw a dozen men compete to be the fastest to sheer a sheep. They had electric shears. Each man worked rapidly, holding the animal to the floor. The heavy wool rolled off in dense, thick mats. When the sheep came to its feet, there…

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Mattress

Her name is Barbara. She moved out of the apartment next to mine a few weeks ago. She could not make the rent. The landlord came by several times and I overheard: “I’ll get caught up soon. Just a few more weeks.” I helped Barbara move in a year ago. She and her sister were…

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Bird

There is bird loose inside a nearby grocery store. It is a small, dark bird, flapping and flittering about in the rafters, crouching on the ledge of the clerestory window and peering out at the world. I remark to other shoppers about the bird and ask: “How did it get into the store?” A young…

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Never alone

I write this on Wednesday, November 12th, the 4th anniversary of my ordination to the diaconate. For three and a half years, I have worshipped with you. My ministries take me into the world as I visit prisoners and homeless men. One of the wonders of God’s church is that we never go into the…

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Torah

The history of the Torah scroll: Lovingly restored, Hebrew letter by Hebrew letter, this Torah scroll lives now with the Cleveland Kol HaLev Reconstructionist Jewish Community. The scroll is more than one hundred years old, though no one knows for sure. The scroll belonged to a Polish congregation. During World War II, the people of…

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Debris

I was in Detroit, driving through what was once a pleasant neighborhood. In most blocks, there remained one or two homes with neat yards and a car in the driveway. The rest was overgrown, save for the shells of the few abandoned houses still standing. Driving was hazardous. In the middle of each street were…

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Lemonade

A lemonade stand on a quiet street, a young girl at a card table. I pulled to the curb, “I’ll have a glass.” With great deliberation, she took a styrofoam cup from the stack and carefully poured lemonade from the plastic decanter. She peered into the cup. With a practiced movement, her finger went into…

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Reinstated

He sat on the curb by his old car. I asked, “What’s going on?” He told me that a late payment had triggered an insurance lapse. Today the police pulled him over because his license was suspended. He said, “I’m stuck, man. I can’t drive till I get my license back, but I gotta drive…

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