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The Center Did Not Hold
Thursday January 28, 2010
There seems to be a deep psychotic guilt in the heart of America, a feeling that crops up at times like these when we feel like we cannot reconcile all the bounty, good fortune, and freedom we enjoy with all the poverty, tragedy, and oppression elsewhere....
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Scrapbooks for Cynics
Wednesday January 27, 2010
I’m sure there was a time when the very thought would have met the same response in me as it does, no doubt, in some of you. Scrapbooks? No, thanks, but have fun with that. Then at a certain point—June of 1997 to be exact, according to the ticket stub from U2’s Popmart tour on the first page of my first volume—I found myself looking at....
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Hurts So Good
Tuesday January 26, 2010
I took a walk in the freezing rain tonight. I’d spent the entire day inside with my four year old. When Dave got home we were still in our pajamas. Well, I was in my pajamas, and she was in her pajama top and rain boots, and I was actively searching for the bottoms while yelling at her about....
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Why Then Aren’t We Talking?
Monday January 25, 2010
I’m always sorry to see Advent go. I love its hushed attention to the coming of the God who has in fact already come, the God who is present with us, in us, in me. During Advent, the poems I seek out for quiet reflection are ones that help draw me into God’s presence. But now....
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Scene from a Mall
Friday January 22, 2010
I had every intention of writing a film review, but I saw a little girl on the way to the theater. She has changed my plans dramatically. In truth, I assume she has changed many plans in her short life. She could be no older than four, by my estimation, and the parents on either side of her, each with a hand, could be no more than thirty—probably less. But among them....
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