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A. Unabashed Pacifist:

Nuclear war has no future.

B. Unabashed Christian:

Holy One,

My life goes well, but feels too busy, too many things I want to do and enjoy doing. Hard to complain about that, but I do see that time focused on you provides a helpful respite and perspective, a means of slowing down and then being able to taste the apple and smell the cinnamon (roses being out of season). So, thanks for meeting me here, taking some time from your even busier schedule. It means a lot.
Amen

C. Un-quoting Jesus:

“Thanks guys, for indulging me in my foot fetish.”

[I mean, really! But He didn’t say that.]

D. Blog: More

Marcus Borg speaks of spirituality as a recognition of the more, more than what we perceive with our senses, even our extended senses through science and technology. My personal sense of more could become an epitaph:

More than I would have known to hope for when I was young.
More learning, more experience, more friendship, more love.
More beauty, more adventure, more travel, more risk and challenge.
More accomplishment, more convenience and comfort, more scenic wonder.
More confidence in the Absolute Mystery and in myself, more faith, more personal peace.
A good life, simple in many ways, rich in so many more.
More than I could have hoped when I was young.