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This post is something of a part four in a series of Revisiting Waters from my past. You can read the first few parts here: Part One: Stir Me Up! Part Two: Pulled Along by the Water Part Three: Labyrinth #70: Shanteel Serenity Walk In each of these posts, I shared a story of going … Continue reading Storms that Threaten…
So, this morning I was driving to my biweekly therapy session. Along the way I was listening to one of my favorite podcasts, Not Good. The episode I heard was about grief; the host Molly gave a very thoughtful and heartfelt monologue about what grief looks like, what it feels like, and shared some very … Continue reading Validating our Grief
This is one of a series of posts about a trip I took to walk labyrinths in July 2022. See this post to see why I refer to these labyrinths as my "Emmaus labyrinths." Note: the numbering refers not to how many labyrinths I walked on this trip, but to the total number I've blogged … Continue reading Emmaus Labyrinth #49: Penn State Berks Campus, Wyomissing PA
This is one of a series of posts about a trip I took to walk labyrinths in July 2022. See this post to see why I refer to these labyrinths as my "Emmaus labyrinths." Note: the numbering refers not to how many labyrinths I walked on this trip, but to the total number I've blogged … Continue reading Emmaus Labyrinth #48: Epler’s Church Cemetery, Leesport, PA
This is an adapted version of the sermon I preached this morning, the Fifth Sunday in Lent. You can view this sermon, along with the whole service, if you like, at Prince of Peace Ev. Lutheran Church's website. The gospel reading was John 11:1-45. "Lazarus, come out!" Don’t you wish that someone would call your … Continue reading The Raising of a Trauma (Sermon)
I buried a cat yesterday. It was a very difficult process. I don't mean emotionally -- although I'll get to that part soon enough. I mean physically difficult. The house where I live is adjacent to several acres of woods, and there is an abundance of spots in the woods to lay the body of … Continue reading Cat-Sized Hole
Jonathan Antonioli was an active member of my congregation. Last week, at age 16, he died from injuries sustained in an automobile accident. The past week has been tragic for the congregation and the whole community. His death is a textbook example of "not fair" -- he was kind and loving and intelligent and so … Continue reading A Sermon I Never Wanted to Preach
It's wintertime. For me, that means dry skin. Loads of Lubriderm on my hands and arms throughout the season. But my fingers always get the worst of it. Cracks. Tiny cuts. I often go to bed with a band-aid or two on my thumbs, just because it makes it feel better. The most common place … Continue reading Remember
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