Category Archives: SemStuff

Corporate Worship: Blankschaen

Let’s talk about worship. Worship is an issue so close to my heart–as a Believer, as a musician, as a struggling theologian, as a cultural observer. There’s so much overlap, yet so much disparity between these parts of my existence. … Continue reading

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The Stuff of Legends

Every Family Historian has a few brick wills she will attempt to climb every now and again when the maze has confounded her. One of mine comes from my first Family History vacation in 2012. After visiting and touring the … Continue reading

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Isolation

There’s an old lyric from Caedmon’s Call: I love anonymity and I love being noticed–just the same as anybody else. Years ago, I told you how I love to be alone; these days I’d be perjuring myself. I’ve loved these … Continue reading

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The Search for a Presidential Candidate: Part I

The Search for a Presidential Candidate: Part I On Thursday, August 6, 2015, Fox News partnered with Facebook to host the first Republican debate for the 2016 Presidential race. I won’t lie: I was enraptured by the event, even though … Continue reading

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The Search for a Presidential Candidate: A Prologue

The Search for a Presidential Candidate: A Prologue There are three things I want to be forthright about before I delve into my thoughts about the candidates. Number I. I consider myself a Libertarian. I find that I am not … Continue reading

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A Few Ends

I thought I’d share a few snippets of what I’ve been working on so y’all don’t think I’ve totally neglected writing. I hope you find a line or a phrase or a word or a meter that you appreciate. One … Continue reading

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The Master & The Blueberries

My sister is a Master Blueberry Picker. Two summers ago, I sat in the sand with Maggie and her son, and we picked almost as many blueberries as we ate. The company was wonderful, the fellowship tender. We spoke of … Continue reading

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