Have you ever had someone share with you their dying words? I have. Such words leave a mark. Both of my grandmothers shared words with me before they died that I remember clearly. Oma, on her hospital bed, in and out of consciousness, spoke privately with each of her children and grandchildren who were present. [...]
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Have you ever been shocked at the four-letter words in the Bible? Sometimes they offend me more than the four-letter words I hear on the street, because they offend and upend my whole view of things. Scripture, for instance, has the gall to tell you to go and find yourself and then shows you just [...]
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Annie Dillard asks a question about beauty in Pilgrim at Tinker Creek that nearly stops my beating heart. She frames the question with an Eskimo story told by Farley Mowat about a man, his young wife, and the girl’s mother at the top of the world. Jealous of her daughter’s love, the old woman strangles [...]
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Read Part 1 and Part 2 and Part 3 The last time I was in the hospital the scar set itself much deeper. It carved its way deeper than my flesh, under the surface of my skin, below muscle and bone. I remember seeing Marion for the first time after the accident. She looked at [...]
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Read Part 1 and Part 2 Marion and I used to dance a lot. She would joke that dancing was like sex with clothes on, and that ironically it met the approval of her father. I’ve heard some amputees say that after they lost their limbs they would still itch. They would go to scratch [...]
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Read Part 1 I made my quarterly appearance with my internet support group today. A group of SCI’s who I’m supposed to relate to. What areas of the body do the Sacral spinal nerves supply? It’s part of my continuing “healing” and “therapy.” Marion thinks it will move me away from Prozac, but its having [...]
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Watch Andrew’s Video about the Making of “Mephibosheth” and his tribute to writer and professor Birk Sproxton. BONUS FEATURE: Behind the Scenes Chat Sessions Mephibosheth: Part 1 This was a suicide note, but then I remembered crying. It was a true story. I thought the little actress was the little girl. I cried because the [...]
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First it was merely one drop that hit the surface of the water. Hungry like a shark, able to smell the single drop from a mile away, you came and swallowed it whole. Though I’m sure you were never so far off. You left a tooth in your swath. When you fishtailed away I duck-dove [...]
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Interview: Bryan + Katie Torwalt, "Here on Earth"
Andrew's TEDx talk, "Considering Danger"
Interview: Kidnap Survivor and Inspiring Humanitarian Amanda Lindhout
If God Had A Facebook Account, What Would He Write on Your Wall?
Mephiboseth, a short story by Andrew Kooman
If Rudyard Kipling had Fridge Magnets
Chasing Tradition: Herbert's "Altar"
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