the body, in motion

  I wish I could have God’s view of Montgomery Bell State Park this Saturday.   I’ll have friends there, eyes on the ground, and they’ll report back to me: it was good.   But even they won’t have the full view of what’s really going on – what’s happening in and through the...

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a beautiful limp

  As the calendar reminds us of those early days of grief, thoughts turn to the ways the road of grieving stretches longer than we might have first guessed.  We who grieve – for loved ones, for dashed hopes, for the pain we see around us – we walk with a limp, like Jacob in one of...

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when the calendar haunts …

  A bit like my granny, who could tell you a storm was coming by the arthritic pain in her knees, I always know when the  anniversary of a hard day has come, even when I’m strung out on busy, hands working too many tasks to name.   Today, the arthritic pains of grief ache fresh....

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It Keeps You Running …

Each year, we celebrate the memory of Bane Beasley with a birthday party that’s not your typical fruit punch-and-pinata fare.  His family, friends, and people who never even met him all get together and sweat out their support for families who are laboring through the sudden loss of a child.  We...

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thoughts on resurrection

  [photo credit here]   i’ve seen  resurrection  with my own eyes.   if you know my soul-friends, you’ve seen it, too.   i don’t mean the body – don’t send your news vans and paparazzi; i mean something deeper.   i have seen the dead rise  and limp on, and i’ve seen them...

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to the God who always rsvps …

    Each year, on this day, I want my soul friends.  I want to be in their house, as in days past, munching on something Drason has cooked up,  sharing a couch cushion with Sonya, watching old movies or laughing as our kids bang on tambourines and choreograph others sorts of mayhem.  ...

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ready to run?

Pictured above: Winners of the 2011 Banebow 5K Fun Run/Walk Each year, we celebrate the memory of Bane Beasley with a birthday party that’s not your typical fruit punch-and-pinata fare.  His family, friends, and people who never even met him all get together and sweat out their support for...

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counting to two …

  two years into   this story:   the pain is still real.   the loss is still felt.   the Lord is still good.   and this face?   is still remembered.   We grieve fresh with the Beasley family on this two-year milestone, and we renew our commitment to serve Banebow’s...

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pass it down: on psalm 145

photo credit here One generation shall commend your works to another, and shall declare your mighty acts. On the glorious splendor of your majesty, and on your wondrous works, I will meditate. (v.4-5) Push the right buttons, and you’ll see me display my grandfather’s temper.  Put me in a sticky...

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summer of songs

photo credit here   though the cassette tape borders on extinction, the mp3 playlist still doesn’t quite capture the nostalgia-borne beauty of the “mix tape.” i see myself, pimpled and pre-teen, hovering over my boom box in stonewashed denim, index fingers poised over both record and pause,...

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what mary saw …

photo credit here   gazing up at him, nailed there, out of the reach of her arms, the arms that had swaddled him on his very first day, she grieved an aching, wretched, human grief. i sit silent for her today, on this Good Friday that must have been anything but, for the mother of the one who...

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