Monthly Archives: April 2018

763 A Prayer of the Olderly (dedicated to Doc. A) 4-26-18

Old Friend, Create, again, in me, a new-born, ferocious-faith in Thee. Roust me up from creaking knee, shove me toward eternity. When comes, at last, Deaths hooded face, grant, by Grace, the serenity of the saved. Amen!

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762 Odors 4-24-18

Some mutt left a deposit in the dirt lot across the street from my house, right on the spot where Johnny and I wrestled the summer afternoons away. So, of course, I rolled right into it. “Oh! Shit!” Johnny groaned. … Continue reading

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761 Beware the Falling Glass 4-21-18

I am no fan of the Superiority of Man. Take him away! Let me sit at my desk, spinning silken sounds, weaving words. But, know this: Mans entitlement to patrimony is as old as testosterone. Arising back, past Mohammed in … Continue reading

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760 Aslan at Golgotha 4-19-18

He was no lamb! This was a lion led to slaughter. Not with bloody bleating, rather, with intention and a muffled growl, He submitted. Even knowing His power, aware of possibilities: a shredded centurion; a pharisee devoured; even never seeing … Continue reading

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759 Even for the Birds 4-10-18

I know why Saint Francis felt called to preach the Gospel to the birds. While he fed them meager scraps of his poverty, he saw humanity held no monopoly on sin. The little feathered fiends attacked each other, beak and … Continue reading

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758 In A Theatre Parking Lot 4-7-18

I knew he was my brother when I saw him in tears standing in a theatre parking lot where a movie of war and its unforgiven sins tore him, sheared him, skinned him, yanked him back to deeds that were … Continue reading

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757 Quandary 4-4-18

Do I pray for a buoyancy, a balmy drift, afloat His Will, or to be bounced along the rocky bottom, torn and tossed, turvy-topsey, gasping last breaths before drowning in His rushing force, grasping at sparkling hints that I might … Continue reading

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756 Delving into Depth 3-31-18

For seventy years, I have not seen depth, (an accident of birth left me monocular). perhaps explaining why I can quickly get the gist of a particular, but have had to train myself to parse its many peculiarities. This takes … Continue reading

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