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A sermon based on Hosea 11. A friend asked in a coffee shop recently: How do you reconcile the idea of a loving God with all that happens in the world? It’s the oldest question in the world. And when we look at the stark horror of what has happened this week in Paris, in Beirut, in southern Japan, in the Bosso district of Niger, and in Baghdad It’s hard to start anyplace but disbelief and sorrow. How can we reconcile the idea of a loving God with all that has happened in the world? This is the question, I believe, that the book ofRead More →

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Loving what you do is really important. But so is a paycheck. Real, abiding love takes commitment and compromise, and is much easier to find and do before you become a crotchety old woman. Boundaries are important, and you should always take your time learning to trust people. Make sure they deserve it. A life ruled by “shoulds” is no fun, but a life ruled by “because I want to” is not too rewarding. Balance. Love and partnership is important. Acceptance and gratitude are the greater part of love.Read More →

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I’m taking a break this weekend from Twitter. I’m hoping to find that it will make me more creative, more productive, and get me away from the computer. And then, of course, it’s Friday night and I’m writing a blog post. I thought I’d share this song from a book by Marshall Chapman, called Goodbye, Little Rock and Roller. It doesn’t matter Where you’re coming from It doesn’t matter What damage was done We’re all on a journey Our goal is the same We’re gonna be happy Like children again So be your own parent And treat yourself good It’s never too late To haveRead More →

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A dear friend of mine tells me all the time that I have a youthfulness about me. Of course, I always think, “Oh, great! He thinks I’m childish!” He says that I’m youthful because I really like to do some things he thinks are goofy. I sew. I make collages (he says, “coll-awww-geeees”). I drive to the store for only a magazine. I like to cook. His point is that I do creative things, things he wouldn’t be able to do because of all of his grown-up responsibilities. He has a “real” job. He has familial obligations. He just doesn’t have time to do creativeRead More →