Cornbread.

The choice was cornbread as a cake or as muffins. Nancy was making me decide, and my usual, “whichever is easier”, was not helpful. We agreed that muffins were preferable. The leftovers could be frozen, along with the leftover chili for another time. If the measure had been “which has better memories,” we would have […]

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The stalker

Rich Dixon continuing the story. +++ Last time… the downside of media attention. Becky apparently attracted a stalker. She walked quickly toward me. “See that man?” He stood watching from across the street. “He’s been following me most of the day. Every time I stopped I noticed his truck. I thought I was being paranoid, […]

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December 91, 2022.

Tomorrow is March 1. Or December 91. (I wrote about December 43 a while back.) Some of us aren’t ready to commit to goals for 2023, so we’re still hanging on to 2022. (We aren’t ready for Lent, either.) Though we think we haven’t committed to goals, or to resolutions, (or to whatever we call […]

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It’s not a formula. It’s identity. 

The gospel reading for Sunday was from Matthew 4, the temptation of Jesus. I’ve read it, taught about it, been taught about it. But as I was preparing for chapel on Sunday, one phrase stood out. In two of the times the tempter talks to Jesus, the sentence starts with “If you are the Son of God.”  It’s about […]

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A prayer for the first Sunday in Lent

God. This is the first Sunday in Lent. And some of us are aware, even more than at New Years, of how hesitant we are about our commitments. Hesitant is a nice way to say it. We thought about committing to something in order to draw closer to you. To giving up something distracting. To […]

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