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Deacon’s Dismissal

Weary

I heard yowling in the parking lot. A boy, maybe five, his mother held his hand. He tugged and wailed all the way to their car. There, his mother released his hand. He stood whimpering as she set down her bags, rooted in her purse for the key, unlocked and opened the car door. She…

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Guitar

I’m a musical fledgling, trying to learn an instrument on my own, so I perked right up when he said he’d never had a teacher for his guitar. “Well, not a real teacher. Only my mother. She never played any instrument. We didn’t have two nickels to rub together but she bought me an old…

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Helper

When I hear of some terrible violence …  a shooting, someone hurts or kills another, my first reaction is seldom my best: I despair. Then I wonder: From whence this urge to hurt? What is the root of violence? What happens in a life to bring someone to this? Who could do such things to…

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Renewal

With a downtown Episcopal church as the initiator, I worked for several years with a neighborhood renewal organization in one of Ohio’s declining cities. In 2001 we started the non-profit organization. Citizens were recruited, money was raised, and a million dollars of underground infrastructure was completed. With the recession of 2007, the project faded away….

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Cat

We have a new cat … new to us …. two years old and big as cats go. We no sooner opened the box we carried him in than he made for the basement. We looked everywhere, behind this and under that. He ate his food when we weren’t around and didn’t show a whisker…

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Daniel

I’d volunteered at the food bank long enough to know Daniel was a regular. Daniel was no talker, though I’d tried a number of times. No matter what I’d say, Daniel just nodded. One day I asked if there were any children at home. Daniel held up two fingers. I asked, “Girls or boys?” Daniel…

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Basecamp

On a hot summer day in Louisville, Kentucky I sought shade and cool water in an Episcopal church. I saw there a book, Radical Sending, Go To Love and Serve.* I bought a copy. The authors understand the church as a “basecamp,” a refuge where we are refreshed and made ready, and from which we…

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Vienna

My work took me to Vienna, Austria. I had scarce time to sightsee but set out one evening to walk about the city. I found everything closed. It was a national holiday. Disappointed, I wandered about. I turned down an alley to return to my hotel. Halfway down stood a policeman. He commanded me, “Stop!”…

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Muddle

I have an ongoing correspondence with an imprisoned man and we agree: The world is a muddle. How are we to live in it? His is a world chock-full of violence and unkindness. His answer is Biblical: “If you are a good person, you should do stuff about justice, always be kind and walk humble.”…

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Vaccination

As a boy, I recall getting a vaccination when we lived in the West Indies. I don’t recall why it was necessary, but everyone on the island lined up to receive the injection. We went to a doctor’s office. The waiting area was full but we were seen by the doctor in short order. He…

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