Musings
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When the Race is a Relay
I love to run, often using it as a time of prayer and contemplation. (Admittedly, such prayers are sometimes something along the lines of, “Please help me catch my breath…”) Running, often used as an analogy for the Christian life, has taught me many lessons. Aside from the physical and mental benefits, much of my Continue reading
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Theology of Worship Panel – Part 1
On Wednesday, I had the opportunity to collaborate with some fantastic musician-theologians to present a panel on theology of worship/music. Follow the link below to watch/listen and, as always, feel free to share your thoughts! We will be continuing our discussion next week at the same link. https://youtu.be/PVd4U9EmdCg Continue reading
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Stick the Landing
Have you ever had one of those terrible, awful, no-good dreams where you are suddenly forced to do something you’ve never practiced in front of a very large audience? I’m sure it isn’t just me. I have a recurring nightmare in which I am expected to perform a dance solo or gymnastics routine in front Continue reading
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Whose Chains do You Wear?
But now that you have been set free from sin and have become slaves of God, the fruit you get leads to sanctification and its end, eternal life. Romans 6:22, ESV I once wore a small heart pendant on a chain. It was a going-away present with a promise, and I wore it all the time I was abroad, Continue reading
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Morning Music
There is a peculiar cadence to my morning routine. My mom pointed this out a few days ago, and I’ve found it to be a source of amusement and consolation. Each morning, I apparently not only follow the same routine but make the same sounds. First, there is creak of my bed as I search Continue reading
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Thank Goodness for the Laundry Pile
My work has gone mostly remote again, which at first was something of a relief. After barely a day of emails instead of interaction, though, I found myself going quite mad. Without a regular schedule, I have far too much space for overthinking, indecision, and wandering aimlessly between tasks. Fortunately, just as I was nearing Continue reading
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Stand Out and Show Up
In addition to my work as an editor and church organist, I help teach choir at a Christian high school. This week, in place of regular classes, the school put on a conference (masks required!) during which multiple breakout sessions were offered. I was asked, because of my particular background, to prepare a session on Continue reading
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Echo (Chamber) and Narciss(ism): A Modern Myth
I value the old pagan myths, for they metamorphosize over time, developing alongside the human culture that created them. ‘Narcissus and Echo,’ the tragic tale of love and vanity, is one of the most renowned and relevant of these myths, imaginatively testifying to the real consequences of unrequited lust and self-deceiving admiration. A modern reimagining Continue reading
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Running as Active and Imaginative Practice
I think the main reason that people hate running isn’t necessarily that it is strenuous but that it is dull. The reason that I am a decent runner, after all, is the same reason it is basically boring; all it entails is starting and not stopping. It’s as simple and mundane as that. When we Continue reading
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Golf: In Memoriam
Whenever I tell someone that I studied in St. Andrew’s, they immediately ask whether I golfed while there. (If the person in question is a man, he will generally make vague golf motions and look at me quizzically.) Sadly, I have to explain that I did not take up golf until this summer—two months after Continue reading
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Returning the Favor
Earlier this month—just as the air started to crispen with the coming of autumn—I heard a song that made me laugh with delight: “Land of the Living,” by Roo Panes. So rarely do I come across a song that is at once nostalgic and joyful, that I could not help but listen again and again.… Continue reading
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On the Journaling Life: 10 Years and Counting
I have been journaling for over ten years now. My first entry from 2010 begins with the ever-eloquent “Arghhhh!” of a furious thirteen-year-old. I was apparently enraged by my seventh-grade math teacher, though I’m laughing now at the incident. It is hilarious that such a minor grievance propelled me into one of the greatest blessings Continue reading
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