The Wink

Today, I ran the vacuum cleaner close to where my nephew Andrew was reading, in my own house, at mid-day. I had every right to clean, but what tumbled reflexively from my core was, “Oh, I am so sorry.”

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Tell Me a Story

The girl was fifteen and had on a summer Poplin jumper and Sperry Topsiders (for which I was envious).

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It’s About the Beach

God evidentially loves to hover over water; like a soft comforter – literally.

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You are Worth More

In the Near East, a person suffered total degradation when slapped by someone’s left hand, the hand that no Hebrew would use to touch another because it was the hand for wiping at the toilet.

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The Very Thin Veil: Midori, Bono and Dad on Earth as in Heaven

A few nights ago I sat, mesmerized, along with Steve and my nephew Andrew, as we watched the violinist Midori float above the Colorado Symphony Orchestra. 

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