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The Patient Gardner

A Reflection for Proper 11, Year A Prepared for the Red Door Healing Service, Grace and Holy Trinity Episcopal Church Matthew 13:24-30,36-43 Jesus put before the crowd another parable: “The kingdom of heaven may be compared to someone who sowed … Continue reading

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shattered

My daughter has grown fond of saying that the only thing she and I have in common is the roundness of our faces.  While some people seem to think we have a “mini-me” thing going on, she has always taken … Continue reading

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Living Water 4: Rain

Like many people, I am growing weary of this year’s seemingly endless winter. I have found myself thinking longingly about warm, springtime rain or even the downpours and thunderstorms that break through long, hot spells of summer. As I was … Continue reading

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Holy Ground 1: New Home

When we first moved to Virginia, our daughter was only two. My spouse and I drove one car cross-country to close on our new house and meet the moving van. Our daughter stayed with her Aunts and Uncles in Missouri … Continue reading

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Fashnacht

There are so many names for this day: Fat Tuesday, Mardi Gras, Shrove Tuesday, or as it was when I grew up, “the day Gramma made doughnuts.” In fact, it was one specific doughnut…the fashnacht…that was a staple this time … Continue reading

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Windows to the Soul

Yesterday, I woke up looking like a blood-hound, with two bright red, aching eyes staring back at me in the mirror. The day before, I had tried out a different shade of deep slate blue eyeliner that felt a little … Continue reading

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Advent 3: Joy

There was a song in my heart that morning, driving into the city in the back of my parent’s little blue Datsun, immediately after church. I had spent several Saturdays boarding a bus and practicing, and now it was time … Continue reading

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Night before Thanksgiving

My Gramma’s kitchen was always one of the most comforting places for me to be. But, on the night before Thanksgiving, the pungency of chopped onions sautéing on the stove sent me scurrying out to the bathroom for a wet … Continue reading

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Aunt Edna

On Sunday mornings growing up, my parents would load me in the car, and drive out of their way to pick up my Great Aunt Edna on the way to church. Aunt Edna lived in a run-down, grey shingled house … Continue reading

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