For Wilshire Baptist Church
At a recent deacons meeting at Wilshire, Debbie Meripolski, our deacon chair, was speaking from behind a black metal music stand that had been provided as a podium when she noticed it slowly sinking. She was surprised by that, but I wasn’t. I interrupted her briefly and knelt on the ground next to the stand to clamp a large metal binder clip right above where the silver piston meets the black cylinder. Fixed.
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We had approximately 100 kids at our door for Halloween this year. I say “we,” but it actually was just LeAnn, because with COVID, I heard the kids and sometimes I peeked from a distance, but I didn’t get near the door.
This is my first time in the COVID barrel, and I won’t go on about it because while my case is mild, many have had horrific experiences with it, and beyond that, I think we’re all tired of talking about it. I’ll just say that COVID is neither a trick nor a treat to be shared at the door on Halloween night or at any other time.
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I’ve been dreaming regularly about my father. Ever since his passing in July, he’s been a frequent character in the overnight movies that play in my head. He hasn’t been the lead, and in fact he hasn’t had a speaking part at all, but he’s been there on the screen. If the dream includes a car ride, he’s been in the car. Or a meal around the table? Yep, sitting there too. Even in some of the weird, twisted tales that play at my midnight cinema, I can look across a scene and he’ll be there – just quietly being himself.
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