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Deacon’s Dismissal

Reading

Don was a tree trimmer. Twenty years ago, he fell from a tree. Unable to work, Don spent years in homeless shelters. Now he has an apartment and he keeps it spotless. Recently, Don had cataracts removed and he can read again. History is his favorite. He’s read through several shelves at the library and…

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Lunch

Erica’s mom drove her to school. In Erica’s lunch sack, a peanut butter sandwich with no jelly. Erica pouted. It was hot and the car windows were down. At a red light, an old man wearing a heavy coat walked up. “Ma’am, spare a dollar so’s I can get something to eat?” Erica’s mother reached…

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Driving

I’ve driven automobiles for nearly sixty years. I’m getting good at shifting gears, using my turn signals, and planning my route. Sometimes though, plans change. I’d driven my mother-in-law to the doctor’s. For the trip home, I proposed a shortcut but mom had other ideas. She said, “Go right at the light.” I used my…

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Rigidities

Years ago, my newspaper quoted Elmer Johnson, an executive at General Motors, from a memo he wrote remarking on the woeful condition of his company: “We have vastly underestimated how deeply ingrained are the organizational and cultural rigidities that hamper our ability to execute.”* That bit of newsprint is yellowed and brittle now but I…

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Bluebird

I’d offered to help him move from his home of many years into assisted living. He pushed boxes onto the porch and I carried them to the van. On the stoop, by the front door, there was a small, ceramic bluebird. I asked him if we ought not pack it. He said, “That bluebird’s always…

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Covenant

Before I could rightly claim to be a churchman, a friend asked me to help out at a church supper. This was a sit-down dinner for hungry neighbors. They served good food on china dishes. That evening, I washed all those dishes and stared at the damp walls of my basement bailiwick. On one wall,…

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For Sale

Some years ago, looking for a home to call our own, we drove through neighborhoods, scanning the green horizon for any “For Sale” signs. Our youngest, Henry, was five years old and appeared particularly astute in his judgment of various houses. We would pause in front of a house and Henry would say, “That’s nice!”…

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Hospital

My wife’s mother was unwell. We took her to the emergency room. With the pandemic, they wouldn’t let me in. One patient, one helper, that’s the rule. Mom was admitted to the hospital. I waited in the parking lot, recollecting the many hours I’d spent over the years in hospital rooms and corridors. There’s always…

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Leadership

At a volunteer ministry where I serve weekly, we have a new ministry leader. She is young and new to leadership. On her first day, we hit a few rough spots. The building did not collapse, but it was sagging. I thought to offer advice but, by whatever grace, I held my peace. The following…

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Mending the fabric

We start out believing certain things about the world. Then, a few years or a few decades down the road, the world seems different and responds differently to our work in it. When I was young, nothing would do but that I change the systems that seemed so broken. Now, I do what I can…

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