Okay. I admit it the Ash Wednesday service gives me the heebie, jeebies. Being reminded that I am dust, and will soon return to dust is not my idea of an uplifting message. Confessing my dislike for the service once, I was gently reminded that what I was doing was beginning my Lenten journey already…

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I tell people I became an Episcopalian because of Shrove Tuesday, when in fact it’s because I married one. But, after attending my first Shrove Tuesday event at Trinity Episcopal I was truly converted. There were pancakes, scrambled eggs, cheese grits, bacon and sausage, etc. The Dean of the Cathedral was leading a jazz band…

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You’ve got to love the fact that Madison avenue hasn’t found a way to commercialize Lent. You can buy a reduced-price mattress on President’s day, but no one has figured out how to make a buck on sacrifice, contemplation, and prayer. There are some things still immune to their creativity. I read recently that it…

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Someone always fills the cup in front of us. — Rumi I wonder what our friend Tom would say about the above quote from the Sufi mystic/poet Rumi. When I read it I thought of the old Kingston Trio song about “Desert Pete” — “You’ve got to prime the pump.” One of life’s great calls is…

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I appreciate all the comments about my earlier post about age and wisdom helping in forgiveness. Several have suggested that I not confuse forgiving with forgetting. The following is not directed toward any response, just an observation. We are called to forgive seventy times seven, but not to forget. One can forgive a person who…

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