Tag: Jesus

  • Touch in the Era of Pandemic

    Touch in the Era of Pandemic

    Friday the 13th marks the first 24 hours I have gone without a fever over the past week. If you have been following the recent blog posts you know by now that I came down sick last Saturday, went to Urgent Care on Sunday, called[..]
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  • The Dumbwaiter God

    The Dumbwaiter God

    If Lent is the season of giving up and letting go, I believe that women have been living in a constant state of Lent throughout history. This notion of women living lives of sacrifice is something that came to me back when I was writing[..]
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  • My Friend Bob

    My Friend Bob

    Bob Hollis was my friend. We first met at Navarre United Methodist Church in Florida. He had read a book I'd written titled Will Jesus Buy Me a Doublewide? (Zondervan) and may have encouraged his pastor to read it as well. I received an invitation[..]
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  • Butts to the Wind

    Butts to the Wind

    Like much of the nation, I have been following the hurricane news. My daughter was in Wilmington, , NC, on Monday and Tuesday so I followed it in part to keep her informed. As one of her friends remarked to me, "Not exactly the time[..]
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  • Shout the Name of Jesus

    Shout the Name of Jesus

      Long before I gave birth to babies whose sleeping patterns were more like periodic naps, I wasn't much of a sleeper. Mind you, nursing twins until they were a year-and-half old made me rue all those waking hours of my youth when I could[..]
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  • The Source of All Goodness

    The Source of All Goodness

    As I read the translation of the Hebrew prayer to that in English during last week's Shabbat services (the first I've ever attended), I was struck by a particular description of Creator God: The Source of all Goodness.  During my recent trip to West Virginia,[..]
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  • All We’ve Ever Known: Subjugation

    All We’ve Ever Known: Subjugation

    He sat in the booth directly across from us, eating his dinner. Behind him four big-screen televisions were tuned to ball games. The waitress brought our waters, took our orders. He thought the man with the beard was my boyfriend, not my son. I didn't[..]
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  • Trick-Pony Language

    Trick-Pony Language

    She was telling a story, as people do when they gather together on a porch, or around a dinner table. Just a funny story, something that made her laugh, that made us laugh as she recounted it. But right in the middle of her story,[..]
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  • Where Goodness Abides

    Where Goodness Abides

    The menu was straight up Ireland: Corned beef (soaked in 2 pints of Guinness), boiled onions, potatoes and rutabagas. Boiled cabbage. Rye bread slathered in Irish butter. The guests were mostly California transplants. They came via serendipitous routes to Oregon, followings spouses, or children, or[..]
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