Remembering Luke

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Luke 1:5-25. Zechariah, be quiet. Luke starts with a comic scene, and the old preacher is the butt of the joke. Silenced! A blow against the patriarchy! Wait, this is not the kind of change I wanted.

My morning prayers did not feel as holy as yesterday’s. Also the tendon on my right leg, tweaked in Judo, is tight and sore. I guess that’s what happens if you take it up again after 40 years. Also I must deal with Medicare today. It feels like a Zechariah kind of day. He goes to the altar hoping to encounter the divine, but it doesn’t go as he expects. Read more.

Luke 1:1-4, Luke’s introduction and theme. The Bible as story? Not rules & regs, not pull-quotes, not “facts,” but truth? Transformative. Read more.

Preface. The first year of my retirement has led to one draft of a novel which now lies fallow; a lot of Facebook and politics; and moping. I’m trying for more. My guide is the Gospel of St. Luke. My discipline is to memorize it, and see if it makes a difference. A memoir-in-process. Read more.

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