A Call to Action – Christians in Response to Donald Trump

DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR., declared in a speech exactly one year before his death: “We are now faced with the fact that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history there is such a thing as being too late . . . …

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Poetry: Trickling Twiddling Rippling River

OLD MISTY EYE, Fountain of Eden — Draped over spiked spine of wet-cold sleeping mountain Ancient of Days, canticle of waters thundering aground Rumbling and tumbling atilt and crashing around Through craggy fissures of rock and sodden seams of silt. Trickling, twiddling, rippling river Splattering over bobbing twig, jagged stone and sunken rig. Gentle flowing brook today, rowdy ripping rapids tomorrow Frothing …

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When Darkness Descends

WHEN DARKNESS DESCENDS UPON A NATION at the hands of its leaders who “lord it over them,” the people will rise up in righteous indignation and their prophets lead the way. The tides of massive resistance will amass across the land rather than cower before the ploys of pernicious politics. Those who value truth, justice, and compassion …

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“From Warriors to Saints, Saints to Lovers, Lovers to Tigers, Tigers to Flowers”

VINCENT VAN GOGH LEARNED VOLUMES from his fellow artists by the study of countless numbers of their drawings and paintings, some old, some new. Not only did he visit many museums and exhibitions. He also lined the walls of his room with copies of others’ works, including the great masters who preceded him. Vincent once wrote …

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“Best and Deepest” Self-Portraits

IF ONE TAKES THE TIME to study Vincent van Gogh’s numerous self-portraits, it is apparent that there are several “Vincents” dwelling within the one Vincent. Never, though, do Vincent’s self-portraits exhibit an outright display of mirth. Like a hound tracking a faint whiff of exotic expectation, one must hunt for the glee hidden beneath the surface of …

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Book Nook: Symbols of the Ages

“Why a book of images matters in a world as chaotic and complex as our own.” Ami Ronnberg, Editor-in-Chief HAVE YOU EVER considered that something as minuscule as a tiny ink dot on a sheet of paper is actually a complex, multivalent symbol? “We know it by a dozen names. . . . As the smallest, the …

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A Day for True Love May (Still) Be More Than You Think

THE COURTLY MONTH OF FEBRUARY makes for the saintly match of charmed lovers and gusty blizzards. It sets forth the marriage of fire and ice. When I was once-upon-a-time a lad in elementary school, I exchanged with all my classmates a batch of little red Valentine cards laced with white cutouts and presented with tiny pink, heart-shaped …

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The Line Of Vision

DICK, STEPHEN, CHARITY, AND LUCY were their given names – these beloved “Negroes.” They were the propertied slaves owned by my fourth great grandfather at the time of his death. At the top of the list of all of Hezekiah Davidson’s worldly goods, the court appraised Dick at 120 pounds sterling, Stephen at 100, Charity …

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A World Of Surprises

BEING MOTHER OR FATHER TO YOUR OWN LIFE’S WORK is like the stone-deaf Beethoven birthing the Ninth Symphony’s Ode to Joy. The craft of creativity is far more formidable than comprehensible. We become infinitely more dependent upon what we do not know than upon what we do know. Who knows for sure whether this score will …

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Grace Given As Grace Received

THERE ARE STORIES PASSED DOWN about my grandfather Clarence, who died several years before I was born, to the effect that he could take quickly to the stern edge of his character and at times be brusque, impatient and demanding. While he was an industrious and productive Virginia farmer who certainly knew the meaning of hard work, with …

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Quiet, Please! While The Fox Is Passing!

AMONG THE PURPORTED BLESSINGS OF LIFE in the countryside is nature’s primordial gift of tranquility. This is reason enough to take the wilderness trail that rambles toward Eden. To a human actor, long accustomed to the raucous rattle of the internal combustion engine in its endless procession over miles of concrete freeways that compose the maddening …

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Some Wisdom From Woodchuck

IT IS TRUE. An oyster would have better concocted this beloved mother-of-pearl than I, the pearl-maker, who is left holding nothing but the encrusted shell of a mollusk. What on Earth, I ask, has happened to the luxurious nacre within? My fond creation, all six pages of it, like pearls on a strand, broke loose this …

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Of Mites and Miters

MINISTRY IS LIKE SPORTS. It is subject to the pointless competition of the steeplechase, the serious injuries of boxing (with shadows), and the deadly leisure of line drives aimed straight at the preacher – absent the benefit of recreational drugs (religion alone is dangerous enough as opiate). It is like golf minus the combat compensation …

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