300 words a day

Rich Dixon is reflecting a bit.  +++ I’m wondering if my last post was a bit harsh. I try to write about my own journey. I’ve said many times – I’m not qualified to tell anyone else how to follow Jesus. Re-reading last Wednesday’s reflection, I wonder if that’s how it came across. If so, I […]

Ed had a heart attack. I know now that’s a generic word for several different problems, leading to several different treatments with several different outcomes. At the time, I didn’t know any of those things. I just knew Ed. And I knew Carol, his wife. I knew that Ed was laying in the bed in […]

I often struggle with asking for healing. It’s an occupational hazard, I suppose, of seeing so much death. But I often will say to God, “Let them know how much you love them and that you are here.” I didn’t realized until yesterday that I’ve been using words that Paul used. In a letter to […]

God. It’s been a hard week. I feel like we say that to you a lot, these days. We used to be able to predict what would happen in a week. Then we resigned ourselves to 2020 Bingo cards of disaster and disruption. “Didn’t see that coming,” we say.“I thought it couldn’t get worse, and then it did,” we say. And […]

As a speech major in college, I had to take a theatre course. One of the required texts was Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, by Annie Dillard. The book was published in 1974, about four years before my class. It resonated deeply with the observational, experiential, rooted-in-nature worldview of the professor.  I didn’t read it.  (I […]