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Friday, December 24, 2021

Descending, on ropes

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After Mark 2:1-12   On my bedding they lower me into the room of noise and smoke and the small of bodies densely packed together. Too many p...
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Sunday, December 19, 2021

The crowd goes crazy (silently)

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After Mark 2:1-12 Through the roof he comes on ropes, almost a theatrical scene; that’s bad enough (no sense of decorum In honor of those pr...
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Friday, December 17, 2021

What does the healer say

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After Mark 2:1-12   Confronted by the faith of the men helping a friend, men so determined they punch a hole in the roof, what does the heal...
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Sunday, December 12, 2021

The word is out

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After Mark 2:1-12   The word is out: the man can heal, a touch, a look, a word can dispel a demon, a disease, even the most feared of all, a...
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Professional writer exploring faith and culture, life and work; happily married to Janet, the love of my life; father of two grown sons. Award-winning speechwriter and communication consultant. I am an editor for TweetSpeak Poetry and the author of the novels "Dancing Priest," "A Light Shining," "Dancing King," and "Dancing Prophet;" the non-fiction book "Poetry at Work;" and the historical novel / romance "Brookhaven."
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