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    A Call for Humility

    A quick scan of social media these days will expose many fractures that exist within our world.  Perhaps these cracks and breaks have been around for a while, and we are just now made more aware of them due to the incredible, and perhaps tragic, advances in technology.  At our fingertips, we are able to navigate a world of political, religious and philosophical ideologies that would be taboo for most dinner conversations.

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    Lives like Lent

    Whether it was to give up sweets, run a marathon, learn a new language or lose a pound, chances are most of us have already given up on our New Year’s resolutions. After all, we’re six weeks into 2018 and that’s more than enough time for things to go awry. It’s also enough time to start considering the opportunities ahead. If you were to take up a liturgical calendar, you might notice Ash Wednesday is roughly a week away and stands as the gateway into the season of L...

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    Responding to Suffering

    The photograph is of Lance Corporal Pierre Mugabo, carrying a cross at the head of a funeral procession for his father, who died of malnutrition while in a prison camp in the Democratic Republic of Congo. This image represents much of the suffering that we find in our world today – hunger, war, violence, death, and a childhood robbed of its innocence. It is a haunting image, made more so by the knowledge that we are staring into the face of a child soldier who is carryi...

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    Equal Calling

    As I studied last week, my attention was drawn to the 11th chapter of 1 Corinthians, verses 2-16.  As a female in ministry I am intrigued by scripture that, when taken at face value, might appear to suggest inadequacy of women in the preaching of God’s word.  “I praise you for remembering me in everything and for holding to the traditions just a I passed them on to you.

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    Birthdays, Racism, Heartbreak, and Hope

    Saturday, August 12, was my birthday.  I woke up that morning looking forward to a day with my family and dreaming about what the upcoming year might hold.  Forty-seven years ago, on that day, my white mother and Native American father welcomed their new son into the world at the Indian Hospital in Claremore, OK.

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