Sunsets or Sportscars?

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Photo: Glauco Aio This morning I set out on a walk just as night gave way to day. As I scanned the western horizon, twilight turned powdery blue frosted by a thin layer of pink cotton. Behind me the sun rose like a golden ball in the east spreading its glorious rays like warm fingers of love. Suddenly my attention was drawn to a flock of birds flying in formation. I marveled as they arched, dipped and soared in perfect unison, winging their way north, then west, then north again, each bird intuitively knowing the moves. They reminded me of a seasoned Olympic figure skating couple who danced in perfect concert due to thousands of hours of practice spins

Silence and Service

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Photo: Studiomill Silence, Solitude and the City The title of the book was The Divine Conspiracy. It examines Jesus’ strategy for developing a corps of agents to spread the principles of His Kingdom here in this broken world

The Suburbs and Crime

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Photo: Lonnie Bradley Gory movies and computer games, large numbers of guns and high divorce rates have all been associated with increased levels of violence in our society. A new book releases research that says it may have more to do with strip malls. Entitled I t’s a Sprawl World After All , the book presents evidence that suburban sprawl is causing a loss of community which results in more violence.

Restored Hearts

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Photo: Stockxchng Our society is obsessed with the past. We love old records, movies and photographs. We restore old cars, furniture, houses, and anything else that can be salvaged, in an effort to recapture the glory of the past.

Mongo

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Photo: Luke Partridge Do you enjoy flea markets? Have you been known to frequent thrift stores? Does your car automatically slow to a halt when you pass a garage sale

Whack-A-Mole Days

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Photo: Fleur Suijten Do you ever have days when your life seems cluttered with difficult situations? I do, and there are mornings when I would rather pull the blankets back over my head than to face problems that seem to pop up out of nowhere. When I encounter these types of days I think about a game I used to play called, “whack-a-mole.” The game consisted of twelve little “holes” that mechanical moles would pop up from. The player would stand poised and ready with a foam rubber mallet and attempt to whack each mole that popped his head out. The premise of the game was quite simple; when a mole pops up, whack it back down.

Mission Possible

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Photo: Jacque Stengel At the Fitzwilliam Museum in Cambridge, England an exhibition is currently running that is titled Mission Impossible?  The focus of the display is art restoration. Centerpiece of this exhibit is a Qing Dynasty vase that dates back to the late 17th or early 18th Century. In January, a museum visitor, 42-year-old Nick Flynn, tripped over his shoelace, tumbled down a flight of stairs and smashed into a window sill beside the staircase.

Would You Change?

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Photo: Kristal Lindo I was watching the Today Show  one morning and Tracy Chapman, a popular musician, sang a song called Change. The song began with the words: If you knew that you would die today, If you saw the face of God and Love, Would you change

Nothing is Ordinary

Photo: Hemera Do you ever get the feeling that your life is terribly ordinary? I think we all feel this way at times. Everything in our humanity screams against this ordinariness. We want our lives to count for something

The Hard Truth

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Photo: MorgueFile One morning an excited Bostonian rushed into the office of a Dr. Everett