For Wilshire Baptist Church
A trip to the Texas Hill Country last week was sort of a Plan B for us. Every fall for the past few years we’ve visited a national park, but with COVID-19 putting a damper on flying to distant parks on our short list, and a nine-hour drive to Texas’ two national parks too time consuming, we settled on state parks a few hours away. The result was anything but settling, and not so much a Plan B after all.
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I wrote the following words on Election Day 2010 for my personal blog before I started writing for Wilshire.
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Today I exercised my right to vote in a very literal way: I walked the three-mile round-trip to the poll and back. Interesting what you can see from that vantage point: Well-maintained streets and car-crippling potholes. Beautifully landscaped lawns and ugly weed patches. Single-family homes, duplexes and apartments. Nice cars and dented hulks. Banners for Cowboys, Redskins, Longhorns and Sooners. Stray dogs and prissy window barkers. Young mothers with strollers and seniors with walkers. All of that and more in one voting precinct.
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Sunday was Reformation Sunday around the world. It’s the day when Protestant denominations and independent churches recall the time in 1517 when monk and theologian Martin Luther nailed a list of questions and propositions regarding repentance and salvation on the door of a Catholic church in Wittenberg, Germany. At Wilshire we usually make some mention of it, but not this year. Except for an organ postlude of Luther’s “A Mighty Fortress is Our God,” there was not any specific mention of the Reformation, and that’s fine with me. I’ve never considered it a big flag waving day.
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