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Our Jesus? Hanging on a tree From a distance we see The Infinity reduced to finality The Emblem of our collective hostility Hanging on a tree For all to see our misplaced hope Our ill-placed means to cope with our fate, enwrapped in darkness’ cloak The future; fractured. Cut off from hope Like Judas: desperately... Continue Reading →
"Like one who takes away a garment on a cold day, or like vinegar poured on a wound, is one who sings to a heavy heart." Proverbs 25:20, NIV I remember the heaviness of those early days of grief. When the loss of our newborn son was an open wound, fresh and tender, and I... Continue Reading →
Fellow human traveler, I see you. Carrying your hopes and heading up towards the warmth of the sun. You glow in its reflection. The youth and optimism in your eyes is captivating. You remind me of myself when I first set out. Do you see me? Look further down, into the shadows. You might have... Continue Reading →
[Note to the reader: If you don't read the whole thing, you will miss the point] In downtown Chicago, the 66 bus runs from the brilliant Magnificent Mile at Michigan Avenue westward. Michigan Avenue is known for its pristine sidewalks, designer stores and breathtaking views of city skyscrapers. But along the course of the 66... Continue Reading →
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