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Come to Me

Come to Me

I wait as she rises from the darkness at dawn, shaking off night’s debris. She never forces her way in, she has traveled the distance and knows steadiness. She seems to sense that I can only take her presence in slowly, sometimes imperceptibly, until she can crack the...
Remembering the Corn Story

Remembering the Corn Story

I can tell Thanksgiving is going to be a beautiful clear day here in Milwaukee. A little chilly but warmer than it’s been so I slip on my son’s hoodie that he left behind last time he was here, and layer on my dad’s flannel-lined jean jacket to take...
A Walk in the Woods

A Walk in the Woods

We hear the music of laughter, we hear rumblings of applause. We hear the shouting and rampage, we hear incessant banter. Only God hears the silent cry. Is it our disagreements over religion that offer solution to a longing heart or the silent cry to God believing...
Moving Together Toward Greater Sensitivity

Moving Together Toward Greater Sensitivity

It was her tone. Her tone on the voicemail went right through me. Her words would roll off (or I would try to let them). They weren’t a big deal. I mean, they were to her, so they mattered to me. She was upset about the way her envelope had been addressed. In the...
Focus

Focus

The day’s begun, I bow my head, and whisper words beneath the sun. Bring power and majesty to this earth so that within all life there is rebirth. I will not doubt Your Presence, still; but lift my eyes up to the hill. Send down Your grace and teach me love....

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