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July 9, 2016

Assumptions of Bias

During the past week watching the news and reading Facebook posts about the violence and racial tensions in this country, I was struck by the assumptions made by some who protested the loudest. One such assumption—a  statement I read more than once—was that white people...

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July 5, 2016

Seeking Truth

Words matter. Our choice of words, whether speaking or writing, makes a difference. And words have meaning. That’s what dictionaries are for—to tell us what words mean. When we try to use words to mean something other than what they really mean, it causes confusion....

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June 14, 2016

An Angel’s Life

I’ve had a blessed life though I didn’t always think it would be so My first memory is praying for the frantic Christmas shoppers at Costco, standing high on a shelf It felt weird to look down on the carts filled with unnecessary things while...

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June 12, 2016

If I Had a Gun

The latest mass shooting (I won’t mention which one, because there will likely be another, and this post will apply then) has brought out the gun control and how do we legislate a way to prevent the next one folks. We just need more laws and this violence wouldn’t happen, they say....

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June 6, 2016

All Good Vacations Must End

It’s Haibun Monday at dVerse Poets Pub and Toni is calling for a haibun about everyday things with a true haiku at the end. I did my best. We’ll see what she thinks. This haibun is looking forward to later in the summer when I’ll...

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June 5, 2016

Choices

Life is a series of choices Some seem insignificant but have life-changing impact Others we agonize over but are insignificant in the grand scheme of things Some choices appear to be the only option We can’t see the consequences to come or alternatives before us...

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May 6, 2016

The Book of Life

I am not frightened by the sight of an ugly deformed fallen angel hovering in my room. I’m writing of his presence because his fleeing in the name of Jesus is evidence of a name, my name, being written in a book— the Lamb’s Book of Life everlasting...

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