Posts made in April, 2014

E-Letter 165

Posted by on Apr 24, 2014 in Devotions | 0 comments

Every year, it seems, Thomas the Twin, one of Jesus’ disciples, gets a bad rap the second Sunday of Easter.  Every year, it seems, we Christians focus on Thomas’ doubt, his deep, heart-wrenching questions about the events of Golgotha. Behind his back we shake our heads and tsk-tsk even though, deep in our hearts, we suspect we might have joined him in his desperate solitude those hours after the crucifixion.  Although all of us at one time or another have felt abandoned and bereft, alone in a dark room as waves of doubt wash over us, it is not a place or a posture we seek.   However,...

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E-Letter 164

Posted by on Apr 17, 2014 in Devotions | 0 comments

A helter skelter wind careened down the street, twisting and turning the stoplight as if it were a toy and forcing the high school students to run to their buses for cover. In the center of the schoolyard, a lone student huddled under the branches of a large Bradford pear tree, its branches waving furiously, arrhythmically, showering the manicured lawn with white blossoms shorn prematurely from the source of their life. The student, caught in an unexpected whirlwind of whiteness, looked up, and I wondered, “Does he hear the groans and notice the tears of an arboreal witness?” In a hurry to...

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E-Letter 163

Posted by on Apr 10, 2014 in Devotions | 0 comments

A waterfall of pale purple wisteria cascades from the line of tall, hardwood trees marking the boundary between fields. I catch my breath at the sight of this delicate, flowering Lenten offering flung capriciously and with abandon across a barren landscape by the twirling Creator God who delights in surprising us with unanticipated gifts of beauty. Curious about this draping flower, I discovered that the largest plant, growing since 1894, may be found in Sierra Madre, California, where it covers more than an acre of land and weighs more than 250 tons! Imagine my disappointment to discover...

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E-Letter 162

Posted by on Apr 3, 2014 in Devotions | 0 comments

The dark of night lifts slowly this morning, its business unfinished, its mourning so raw, so ragged, that it leaves the usual avian chorus gasping for song. There are no trills, no lighthearted warblings, no joyous descants filling the dawn sky. Instead, the somber, haunting, full-throated cooing of a dusty brown dove accompanies the reluctant opening of the envelope of this day. It is as if all of creation marks the tragic events of yesterday in a moment of silence before saluting the fallen military men and women stationed at Ft. Hood, victims of a fellow soldier whose life as he knew it...

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