The Flatpickin' Pilgrim's Progress

Mother and Son

Jaroslav Pelikan’s marvelous book Jesus Through the Centuries takes a sojourn through the vast and complex history of the interpretations

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Returning

Location, real estate people tell us, is everything. To be DIS-located is, then, a threat.  When things come apart, our

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Holiday Songs

Mark and I are finished with our album. I’ll post the release this week upcoming. One of the songs on

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Safe Distances

It’s not social distancing.  It’s just “safe distance.”  One of our older ladies’ classes met with me Tuesday morning in

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What Can We Say?

Irony contains great truth—that America could be demonstrating its oldest pain so openly on the day celebrating Christian barrier-breaking contains a word from the Lord for us. Deeds, not words.

Two Poems for the Pan*****

So, two more little poems. I can’t help it. They just pop out. Whether they spread uncontrollably is, well, not up to me.  Maybe a smile amid the little glimmers of loss that intrude on the day.

After Easter…

Sometime I will have to gather my thoughts about this breathtaking revolution that has been forced on us in the

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Staying Put

  A friend asked me to reflect on what you learn by staying in one place for twenty five years.

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Grace

I live in the vulnerability of my need for grace.  Grace I ought to give, grace I hope someone else

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D-Day

I lived my third-grade year in Clarksville, Tennessee, an army town dominated then by the presence of Fort Campbell, Kentucky

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Someplace Green

My friend Pat Terry is one of my favorite singer-songwriters, ever.  After a long and successful career in contemporary Christian

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Church Penalties

In a sermon, I once suggested that harsh “rulemaking” does not maturity make, either religiously or psychologically.  Nowhere do we

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