For Wilshire Baptist Church
Bells come in all shapes and sizes and are rung for all reasons and purposes. We hear them in churches and casinos, boxing rings and stock markets, schools and fire stations, in bars and on bicycles. Bells signal that something important is happening – something that warrants our attention.
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Edward Elgar made me cry this morning while driving home from radiation treatment. Or was it something else?
Just 30 minutes earlier, while in the “tube” at UT Southwestern getting treatment for the tumor in my sinus, I was listening to classical music and the first movement from Elgar’s “Enigma Variations” cycled through. I made a mental note to listen to the entire suite on the way home, and then I told the therapist as I was leaving, “See you tomorrow for the last treatment.” She looked at me and said, “No, you have two more treatments.” I questioned that and said my schedule ended tomorrow, but she said their schedule for me continued until Monday. Bummer!
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I recently ran the gauntlet of three family anniversaries that fall within three weeks of each other: my father’s death, my marriage to LeAnn, and the death of my first wife Debra. The first was fresh — just one year. The others were more distant: 12 and 15 years, respectively. All have weight and meaning, especially now as I experience them through the prism of my own illness.
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