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A Living Love Story

Freaky Frailty:

I don’t know how to start this blog post. Two people in our church passed away in the last two weeks and I am currently writing their memorial services. I suppose I could ponder the rudeness of saying good-bye to two loved ones too soon. I could get all Act-Three-of-Our-Town and remind everyone that life is over in a blink so we’d better love now, while we can.

Instead, I think I’ll tell a love story about Judy Rodgers, one of our congregants who passed.

I can’t tell this at story at her memorial. It’s just too weird. But I can tell it here. And I tell it because it’s a nice snapshot of Judy. Plus, it captures the essence of my outgoing message. Today and every day, I use my words to stand for our freaky frailty illumined by grace.

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Suffering Is The New Joy

“Can you walk, sweetheart?”

I say these words to our dog Stella who is dying.   It’s time for breakfast and if she walks from our bed to the kitchen, maybe that will be a sign.  Maybe she will be alright. So I ask her again, “Can you walk?”

As I ask, I remember eleven years of sleeping twisted like a pretzel so the dog could get a good night’s sleep.   I remember mornings, how she rose at dawn and stomped her Pointer’s feet on the mattress to get me up, to flush me out of the brush of sleep as she would a wild quail. Now it’s nine a.m. and she sighs at the foot of the bed, eyes alert and breathing rapidly.

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