A. Unabashed Pacifist:
I am a free man, a man touched by divinity. Thus, I don’t do war.
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One,
False images. Incomplete images. They abound as we attempt to understand and describe you.
Some images we get right, however. At least I hope we do. They remain incomplete and blurred images in a dark glass, but we think we see you as loving parent, faithful friend, trustworthy guide, powerful presence, sustaining force, mystery behind and in all, source of all that is, root of our freedom.
Incomplete, no matter how many we imagine, yet they help us see your face through our human lenses and language. I can tell you are awesome and beautiful.
Amen
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“I feel a pea under this mattress.”
[If anyone could, He could – but He didn’t say so.]
D. Blog: Caution, Men Grilling
This is supposedly the day men begin firing up their grills for the summer. Frankly I don’t get the appeal. Messier. Vastly more expensive and labor intensive. Grilling frequently encounters problems and leads to stories about male ineptitude. Stoves are for cooking, and they are much more efficient.
I get the idea of husbands “giving a break” to their wives, but that doesn’t really happen. And it could more easily happen in the comfort of the kitchen where everything needed is right at hand. So, I don’t see the sense of the grilling rituals. But I have a theory: men like adventure, men carry some primal memory of cooking over an open fire, men like fancy gadgets, men like to play with fire, and men like to compete with one another. (Pardon my stereotypes). In other words, the phenomenon has very little to do with cooking…
I am a free man, a man touched by divinity. Thus, I don’t do war.
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One,
False images. Incomplete images. They abound as we attempt to understand and describe you.
Some images we get right, however. At least I hope we do. They remain incomplete and blurred images in a dark glass, but we think we see you as loving parent, faithful friend, trustworthy guide, powerful presence, sustaining force, mystery behind and in all, source of all that is, root of our freedom.
Incomplete, no matter how many we imagine, yet they help us see your face through our human lenses and language. I can tell you are awesome and beautiful.
Amen
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“I feel a pea under this mattress.”
[If anyone could, He could – but He didn’t say so.]
D. Blog: Caution, Men Grilling
This is supposedly the day men begin firing up their grills for the summer. Frankly I don’t get the appeal. Messier. Vastly more expensive and labor intensive. Grilling frequently encounters problems and leads to stories about male ineptitude. Stoves are for cooking, and they are much more efficient.
I get the idea of husbands “giving a break” to their wives, but that doesn’t really happen. And it could more easily happen in the comfort of the kitchen where everything needed is right at hand. So, I don’t see the sense of the grilling rituals. But I have a theory: men like adventure, men carry some primal memory of cooking over an open fire, men like fancy gadgets, men like to play with fire, and men like to compete with one another. (Pardon my stereotypes). In other words, the phenomenon has very little to do with cooking…
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