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5.3.2025 16:14A Poem for Ash Wednesdaya day of gray and that is okay as i make my way in shoes of graypast where puddles layand leafless trees swayin the storm-breathed windof yesterdayrain held at bayby clouds of graya mist of silent sprayglistens on my shirt of graybidding my heart to strayout upon a more quiet wayand i to where i […]
5.3.2025 14:46A Day of GrayA Sermon on the Transformation of the Body of Christ (Note: Sermons can be heard in audio format at https://millersburgmennonite.org/worship/sermon-audio/) Scripture: Luke 9:28-45 Introduction Throughout Scripture, we see moments where the ordinary is transformed into the extraordinary—where what seems lifeless is renewed, and what is hidden is revealed in glory. The Transfiguration of Christ is one […]
2.3.2025 18:05The Transfigured ChurchPerhaps you’re wondering why such a blitz. There is an angry algorithm you know. Splits. So much division. And so I made a decision. It was tempting to throw my hands up and leave, but I guess deep down inside I still believe in the power of words spoken from the heart. It’s a start. […]
1.3.2025 14:35Before the Approaching SabbathA Story of Hope The sky above Larkspur Hollow had forgotten color. Gray clouds stretched endlessly, swallowing the sun, and the air smelled of soot and sorrow. It had been three years since the fire—three years since the town had burned, leaving behind nothing but blackened timbers and the ghosts of memories. Elena had stayed. […]
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27.2.2025 14:59Comment on The Desert Inn(keeper) by Smoothing Out The Wrinkles In My Mind – Slow MoverIn reply to <a href="https://keithmlyndaker.wordpress.com/2025/02/15/heiwa-haiku-748/comment-page-1/#comment-5212">Caleb Cheruiyot</a>. Thank you for stopping by! keith m lyndaker schlabach (kmls) work of hands – care of soul Lyndaker Inlay inlay wood craft info@lyndakerinlay.com SlowMover.org influence nothing. 3mph@slowmover.org
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