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Evil in our world and what lasts
The weariness of terrorism and racism in our news last week can exhaust us. There are times when we truly wonder: How long, O Lord?” The psalm in my reading this morning gives me a reminder on perspective: “You love evil more than good; you love lying more than speaking what is right. Selah You love all destructive words; you…
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The abiding presence of Christ
I played this song when I first learned a band instrument. We sang it yesterday at an Ash Wednesday service and after the Florida high school shooting it seems that more powerful.
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The Prayer of Condoleezza Rice
“We have the birth defect of slavery.”
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Simply Mourn
We fail too often to stop and mourn. Orlando hurts today. A community hurts today. We can fight another day on all the issues… Lord, let us mourn. 15 Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. 16 Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be…
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Though the darkness hide Thee
The deeper the darkness, the brighter the light.
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Let us weep and mourn
This is what the Lord says: “A voice is heard in Ramah, mourning and great weeping, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more.” (Jer. 31:15)
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We are not good at grieving
Probably over time we will learn more about what caused Jovan Belcher to turn to killing his girlfriend, then driving to the Chiefs training facility and taking his own life. What puzzles me is the decision for the Chiefs to go on with the game tomorrow. The players apparently want to play. I can understand that to a point. However, what…
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Remembering and Mourning
Today is the 11th anniversary of 9/11. It was actually a Tuesday when the attacks happened. I was reflecting with one of my classes last week about things like 9/11. One thought struck me during that discussion is built on a conviction I’ve had for quite some time about 9/11. We haven’t properly mourned 9/11. In personal tragedy, if someone…
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The Hole in Our Hearts
As I understand it, C.S. Lewis wrote A Grief Observed anonymously after his wife died of cancer. It was only years later that his name was attached to the lament that he penned in his wrestling with God. Four years ago I could have done something like that… Well, not like that, because Lewis could actually write. But, our church had suffered…
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