Anschutz Hill (Part 2)

Rich Dixon is back on the hill +++ River Road – a cyclist’s dream come true. Lightly traveled, bluffs offering magnificent river views, After a few miles we found our scout team and their new friend, who owned an ice cream shop in tiny Montrose, Iowa. After cranking forty miles on a warm late-summer day, […]

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Sunset.

“Write about sunsets,” Nancy said as we were finishing our walk. We hadn’t really wanted to go out, either of us. We had both gotten steps in other ways during the day. Nancy with Ben and Hope at the mall, around the house. Me around very many halls at the hospital. But those steps aren’t […]

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Love can be cold.

[From an outdoor Indiana wedding, 48 and windy. But it didn’t rain.] Love is patient, love is kind, it is not jealous; love does not brag, it is not arrogant. It does not act disgracefully, it does not seek its own benefit; it is not provoked, does not keep an account of a wrong suffered, it does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the […]

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A prayer for the third Sunday of Easter

God. I think that we’re wrong about you, most of us, most of the time. We talk as if you are judging us with plague and pestilence.We talk as if the most important thing to you is gathering in buildings. We talk as if you are most in love with – or least angry at […]

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