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for some reason thinking of the last of its species, going about its sacred ritual of preservation and maybe only thinking that it’s been a long time since it had seen an other. maybe it’s greatest grace is not understanding what last actually means.

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Adam: I heard the sound of You in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid myself.
God: Who told you that you were naked?

Jesus: But who do you say that I am?
Peter: You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.
Jesus: Blessed are you, Simon Barjona, because flesh and blood did not reveal this to you, but My Father who is in heaven.

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messiness;
intractable, permanent marker messiness.
is redemption waiting to happen

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I think that one of the most compelling things to me about Jesus’ way is how much trust it takes to walk in it. I’m not talking about acceptance of doctrines, but real relational trust in a person. The kind of trust that is built up over a lifetime of knowing someone. It seems like something so significant would take a lot of trust.

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Woody Guthrie's Resolution List, 1942

thepianofarm:

1. Work more and better
2. Work by a schedule
3. Wash teeth if any
4. Shave
5. Take bath
6. Eat good — fruit — vegetables — milk
7. Drink very scant if any
8. Write a song a day
9. Wear clean clothes — look good
10. Shine shoes
11. Change socks
12. Change bed cloths often

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A few things I’ve learned in my 30’s:

  1. Humility and thankfulness are miraculous qualities to witness in any human being. Life gives us so many opportunities to give up on those two things, we should stand in wonder and awe whenever we see them.

  2. I am no expert on a great many things, and have been profoundly impacted by my own ignorance more often than my brilliance. If something is important to another person, I have very little room to dismiss it as insignificant.

  3. All of the treasures of wisdom and knowledge are hidden in Jesus of Nazareth. Apart from him I have never found something that is true beyond my understanding; beyond some special circumstances I can imagine for truth to live. Anything I have felt worth knowing I have found in his very intimate depths.

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I feel like this recent push for the President to somehow “honor” his promise that people may keep their current health care plan is indicative of the general misunderstanding of how the Affordable Care Act actually works. President Obama originally made that statement more to say that there is still a free market for health care than that health insurance providers will be required to preserve your plan. I’m sure he never thought he would need to someday amend the tacit errata of, “…if your health care provider chooses to continue your class of health care plan.”

Of course wide-reaching health care reform will change the way health insurance providers need to do business. Why would you assume your current plan makes any fiscal sense under such extensive changes? Free-market insurance companies adjusting the way they do business to accommodate this new topography is no reason to blame President Obama for not following through with a promise that obviously had nothing to do with this inevitability.

The truth is that forcing insurance companies to grandfather in your plan will either put them out of business, or (more likely) yield increased health care costs all around. This complaint is just one more example of reactionary media faulting the childbirth of a new system for its preceding birth travail. Let’s all think a little more deeply than superficial soundbites groomed to pique our nation’s seemingly endless appetite for controversy.

Caveat: Despite the fact that I chose to use the birth of a child as an analogy for Obamacare, this statement does not imply support or rejection of the Affordable Care Act. Its sole purpose is to point out the shortsightedness of recent rabble rousing. Also, all of this is coming from someone who does not presently have health insurance and so has no vested interest in the preservation of antiquated plans. Good day.

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when you keep fingering the edges of that dream
putting it in your pocket and pulling it out
and it’s no longer something yet to come
but more like something passed
a faded sepia tone

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today was the first day of spring because
the air is cold
& the sun is shining
& warm
& the robins are back
& tiny spiders landed in my hair;
they are lighter than the air
& the equinox was only a couple weeks ago.

but the leaves are gold and red and brown
& falling
& we were all fooled;
   the sun and the spiders and the robins and me.
the leaves saw through it
& kept their secret
& turned brown and brittle
under the weight of their grave wisdom.