Bible
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Today I celebrate my fiftieth birthday. For those of you who have beat me to this milestone, you know that it really doesn’t feel any different from day 364 of your 49th year (or even your 48th year, for that matter). But there is something about turning half-a-century that gives pause. While I do not…
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For Father’s Day, my daughter went hunting for hawks among the poetry of Mary Oliver. (She knows my affinity for those majestic birds of prey.) Instead, she found the wonder of the spoken word in the poem below. Somehow I read past this piece in my collection of Oliver’s poems without marking it with a…
