Street Preacher

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First Posted 24-July-02014 We’ve made a mistake at our church. In gathering some information about our neighbors, we ended the assessment with, “Tuckahoe Tom and Grove Avenue Gladys have yet to realize that the only way to ultimate joy and fulfillment, and to eternal life, is through Jesus Christ asContinue Reading

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My son and I have started a regular Sunday afternoon phone call to keep in touch. He’s moved out, off to college. We talked about this blog, this wall of text. I am, this blog is, an anachronism. The Interweby thingo favors audio or video content. YouTubes is the blogContinue Reading

Sabbath Rest

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First Posted 08-Sep-2014 We don’t have to. We can, and some do, run 24/7/365, until we crash and burn, then go at it again. I married someone who lives this way. My son started his college life this way and collapsed because he couldn’t keep up the pace in theContinue Reading

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First Posted 08-Sep-2014 I got accused of writing pretty word salads. So . . . these word salads are a symptom of my schizophrenia? Good to know. Can you put some money on my commissary so I can get a new tinfoil hat? My old one is tuned to theContinue Reading

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First Posted 08-Sep-2014 You baby, hey baby, yo. Y’know, we could maybe be two, Waddya feel, baby? Oh Sweet! Friday, Friday, Saturday waffles & fried chicken, recovering. And some more and some years and oh baby? I wanted to ask you something. Would you be mine, forever? I never knewContinue Reading