“Culture making requires shared goods. Culture making is people (plural) making something of the world – it is never a solitary affair. Only artifacts that leave the solitude of their inventors’ studios and imaginations can move the horizons of possibility and become the raw material for more culture making. Until an artifact is shared,...
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Last weekend I visited Ely, a tiny little market town in England with a huge cathedral. It is a richly beautiful place, begun in 1081 and refurbished and added to by each successive generation of Christians since. There is a wealth of stories to be told about the cathedral, but I was particularly struck...
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It took me until March of this year to reach that often ignored book of the Bible, Song of Solomon (or Song of Songs, depending on your translation). Growing up, it was a hushed topic, as though the book were marked “FOR MARRIED COUPLES ONLY” and closed to anyone without a wedding or engagement...
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The greatest thing you’ll ever learn, is how to love, and be loved in return – The Sitar that Speaks the Truth, Moulin Rouge In Romans 12:3, Paul calls us to look at ourselves with sober judgment – to think truthfully and honestly about who we are. Then he calls to love one another,...
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I was watching Watership Down, the animated film last week in mourning for my two bunnies – Moonbun, whom I had to give up after fostering for a semester, and Muffin, who passed away in Australia. It’s a beautiful, brave, witty, wise and sweet film – the kind of children’s film that is pretty...
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My dear Wigglesworm, It’s been sweltering down here in the Lower Regions – you would think you were in the high summer of Boston, but no, it’s just hell. Anyhow, outbreaks of gonorrhea and florescent mosquitoes aside, things plod along as usual. But enough about the weather. I note with some consternation that your...
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and pausing there she looked out to meet the stroke of the Lighthouse, the long steady stroke, the last of the three, which was her stroke, for watching them in this mood always at this hour one could not help attaching oneself to one thin especially of the things one saw; and this thing,...
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