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Day 4: Excerpt from The Cheesebringer
One of the things I’m doing over the next month is sharing excerpts from long form writings I have written that I hope to one day potentially publish. There will be 4 more posts like this so if you see the word excerpt, it is going to be from something I have written that is…
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Day 3: Song of Songs Chapter 1: Just a Couple of Kids Making Out in The Grass
I’ve debated what I want this to be. Do I want to write a commentary on the Song of Songs or do I want to do a walk through stream of consciousness as it hits me? Without giving too much of a lesson on the Song of Songs, I have read it over a dozen…
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I Was Drowning Until I Wasn’t
Last weekend I had a terrifying experience with panic and water. I decided to swim a good distance out into the ocean where I thought there was a sandbar. I saw 4 kids pretty far out and I assumed they were standing on a sandbar. They were coming back in and I was swimming out…
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I Write to You Children
There is a beautiful piece of poetry right in the middle of 1 John chapter 2 verses 12-14. It is the center of a sandwich of intense passsages. The first describes: saying you walk in the light but have persistent hatred or rejection towards your brother; the second describes not loving the things of the…
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Tony
My dad Anthony (Tony) Louis Passaro Jr. was born on August 23, 1950 over a month premature. He was the only child of my grandmother Mary and grandfather Anthony L Passaro Sr. My grandma had several prior miscarriages before the birth of her only child. From the little I know of his birth, I know…
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Refining and Ashes
When an entire city is destroyed by fire, it is the resiliency of a people that is left to rebuild. In 64 AD the Great Fire of Rome destroyed more than 2/3 of the city under Emperor Nero. He sought to blame the Christians for the fire because they were easy scapegoats. They were already…
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My Father, the Hero
About 6 years ago, at Pennington Assembly of God, members of the staff recorded videos of our fathers listening to us answering questions about what it was like to be raised and loved by our dads and the instances in which we as sons did things that were unbecoming of the fearfully wonderful men we…
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A Few Tender Words to You, as if You were Me
Hello friend, I don’t know what you might be carrying lately. I also don’t know if what you are carrying is much heavier or signicantly lighter than you are imagining. I don’t know even know if your indecision is the product of you not actually knowing or if you feel so trapped where you are…
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The Night We Walked on Water
Impetuosity is a word I have often heard associated with Peter. It is a word that would seem to accurately describe James and John (the Sons of Thunder) when their inclination was to call fire down from Heaven to burn a city. I think that impetuosity has two sides. Often we are so preoccupied with…
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Spiderman and the Journey Into Obscurity
“I never knew you. Depart from me.” This is the violence of rejection. It is not arbitrary when Jesus says this in Matthew 7. It comes as a result of a series of statements that imply the independence of individuals who are motivated by the pursuit of glory and honor and superiority at the expense…
The Long Rebuild
