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Do You Hear the Song?
Why Jeremiah? I woke up thinking about Jeremiah, the Weeping Prophet. He Was all ready to quit when God asked him something Like this: do you want To race with the crowd or run With Horses? What does That mean? I doubt it Was about fame or fortune. He was weary. Yet,...
Loneliness Becomes Loveliness
Different moods of water float with ease through broken ice. Let our moods too. As water is drawn through rocky shores toward sandy beaches, may we be drawn to? What is love that it should shine through the dark nights of our souls? What is darkness that it should...
True Light: Seeing Advent
Fanny sleeps, Mary Watches as Todd fixes the Window that blew off The house. I breath in The scent of pine and coffee And wonder if there Was a send-off. I Look at the lights on our tree And wonder if Christ Met with Moses or Walked with the Father beside Glistening...
the warm and cold days of november
it’s mid november when everthing is painted in muted tones with textures still defined before the snow falls—a good time to hike! we drove to kettle moraine this past week, when it hit the 70s! todd took the day off. we stopped at fiddleheads in cedarburg first for...