Meditations
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Days 6-10 – The Most Important Thing We Forget
Every older person worries about forgetfulness. But, when Vanderbilt Divinity School intern Summer Hyche told her audience, “We are a forgetful people” she was not talking about dementia. Continue reading
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Days 322-326 – The Rainbow Romantic
The well-matched pair that dwells in Love’s rest discovers her greatest gift is not found in rainbows but in the white light that holds all colors. Inside that light they learn they are stronger than they think they are. Continue reading
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Days 315-319 – Caring for the “Crazy” – The Challenge of “A Fine Madness”
We owe deep gratitude to those who care for the “crazy.” It is taxing, often confusing & can be as depressing as the disease itself. Continue reading
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Days 280-284 – A Unique & Sacred Gift
Imagine a friend spending one of her final hours buying you a gift. Opened, it may soon end up in the closet of the forgotten. Wrapped it may become, as here, unique, sacred & a holy expression of one of… Continue reading
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Days 203-207 – NEW MESSIAH?
Do we need a new Messiah, the Daughter of God? That is the question I will pose in a one person art exhibit this September at Vanderbilt Divinity School’s Art Gallery. What gender, race & message? What do you think? Continue reading
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Days 190-194 – Etched Not on Stone but in Hearts
Just as we are all children of God we are letters from God not etched into stone tablets but in the hearts of others. This is the “framing” that matters most. For framed or unframed our lives will leave a legacy… Continue reading
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Days 181-185 – How Can We Make a Passing Precious?
Although a life’s meaning is not defined by funeral orations it is surely a time when Love calls us to go beyond mere cliches. If you cannot write, paint a picture honoring the deceased, create a dance, assemble a scrapbook,… Continue reading
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Days 160-164 – City of God, City of Man
Every life is fraught with longing.Truth, the home of wrinkled skin & revealed secrets. Compassion, nursing the starving at her breasts. Love, finally freeing the artist’s hand & liberating arias from the poet’s heart. Only these three swim us close… Continue reading
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Days 268-272 – “Room at the Top of the World”
Our “room at the top of the world” is not a thousand miles away but within – or not at all. I have found mine & I ain’t comin’ down. Continue reading
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Days 253-257 – 5 Milligrams
The right words, music or scenery can bring as much relief physically as can a drug. But, given the choice, most of us pick drugs when seeking relief. Continue reading
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