Learn by Paradox

In the Midst of Life we are in Death

Birthing pains. The agonizing pains a woman endures as the life inside desires to purge herself from her amniotic cocoon that’s been her incubator. Pain indicates the fullness of time. Time to exit a space no longer hospitable to life.  Dying pains. Remarkably they mirror birthing pains; reluctance, fear of the unknown, purgation, and fragility. The guarantee of human existence is that we enter and leave in much the same way–– through birthing pains. Birth…

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Reflections & Ponderings

If Tables Could Talk

A few nights ago we sat at our neighbor’s table, might I add, no ordinary table. It was an eight-foot single of slab of maple that he’d hand planed, sanded, and cured with love for their family to enjoy meals and fellowship for years to come. The beauty of the craftsmanship was secondary to the waves of stories marked by the wood’s flowing grain etched throughout the various hues of brown, black, tan and red…

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