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Loud Voices
“Loud voices in heaven cried out, ‘The kingdom of the world now belongs to our Lord and to his Anointed One, and he shall reign forever and ever.’” (Revelation 11:15, LH)
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Bottom of the Bottle
Not every image this month will be the kind that makes you ask, “Well, what’s that?” But this one may be one of those. This is the inside bottom of Anne’s Nalgene water bottle, sitting on the window sill of our hotel room in McPherson, Kan., on Day One of my month of making and…
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Image of the Day Debuts
After making my way through April by posting a poem every day, I’m turning my attention this month to making and posting a viewable photograph each day. You can always catch up by checking the Photography page.
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The Mysterious Plan
“There shall be no more delay. When the time comes for the seventh angel to blow his trumpet, the mysterious plan of God, which he announced to his servants the prophets, shall be accomplished in full.” (Revelation 10:7, LH)
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The Tracks of a Small Bird
Like bent plus signs or odd tri-tined forks traced an almost Brownian path across the fine silt lining the bottom of an oblong puddle in the driveway after an April rain. I stopped and knelt down on one knee to gaze at the inscription and saw my own bowed face and the sky above reflecting…
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Our Refuge
“O Lord, you have been our refuge from one generation to the next.” (Psalm 90:1, LH)
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A Canard Rewritten
The canard asserts: We fear change. Yet we crave, we seek novelty and the next thing. This is the fuel that powers the engine of pop culture. So change per se does not frighten us. It enthralls us. We like some change. We have a taste, an appetite for it. We consume it. We desire…
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Being Acceptable
“Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my strength and my redeemer.” (Psalm 19:4, BCP)
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Slowing into Serenity
The patterns of the form constellate my arms and legs, creating Crane Spreads Wings, Cloud Hands, and Ride the Tiger from soothingly flowing glides of steps and waves and turns. Breathe gently, gaze calmly, listen for the echoes of memory, smooth the moves and flow like a mountain stream over rocks worn round by soft…
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Incense Went Up
“From the angel’s hand the smoke of the incense went up before God, and with it the prayers of God’s people.” (Revelation 8:4, LH)