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(Painting, “Cooped Up” by Lawrence J. Davis) They were closed in for almost a week. The new flock, used to living free-range with their former owner, needed time to recognize their new home. We didn’t want to risk them wandering...
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We stuffed them into boxes marked “Smirnoff Ice” and “Captain Morgan’s,” small boxes, free from the local liquor store. John cut air holes on the ride across town, slicing with his utility knife in the passenger seat while I drove. When we arrived at the...
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“I could die tomorrow,” I told her. “Without ever having pink glasses.” The sales associate looked at me with her head cocked, eyebrows raised and conceded the point. I’ve had the same small, brown glasses frames since 2011. I chose them not long...
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(For the past several months, I’ve participated in a group organized by Oasis Ministries that meets for monthly silent retreat days. We meet one Saturday a month at an old farm turned retreat center near Elizabethown, PA.) I arrive in the nick of time,...
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God lies in wait for us with nothing so much as love, and love is like a fisherman’s hook . . .” Meister Eckhart Recently, a friend I respect deeply talked with me about a job opening. He told me he knew I could do the job and that he would support...
