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To Be Where You Are
BY: Margie Haack
The word gave me a little thrill, like finding an arrowhead in the sand, or an unclaimed piece of chocolate torte on the counter. Could this be God talking to me? I like to be blessed. I like a hand on my head with authority saying, “I bless you, extravagantly, lavishly.”
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Trust and Safety
BY: Denis Haack
“By nature the heart is like a troubled sea, casting forth the foam of anger and wrath. Now meekness calms the passions. It sits as moderator in the soul, quieting and giving check to its distempered motions.” - Thomas Watson
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Trust In A Financial Crisis
BY: Denis Haack
In a crisis of trust, a society should be able to look to those communities within it for which trust is a way of life for a model of what a restoration of trust would look like. The church, it should go without saying, should provide such a model.
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Tsunami Crash
BY: Margie Haack
My husband may have had cause to find a concubine. Of course, I would have ignored the cause and made him my ticket to martyrdom followed by sainthood.
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Two Poems by Natasha Heller
BY: Natasha Heller
We have long believed that one test of being too busy is whether we have time for poetry—if not, we are too busy. Poetry resists being rushed, insisting instead that the words, phrases, lines and metaphors be savored, slowly, as if words woven together with truth and beauty really mattered. It is a pleasure to introduce Natasha Heller in her first submission to Critique.
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There are tulips on my desk, and I saw my first robin yesterday, clear signals that winter is losing its grip on the landscape. The newspaper reported an ice jam on a nearby river that forced the closure of several roads. Chunks of ice the size of dinner tables slammed through a county park. Even something as glorious of the arrival of spring is never as perfectly smooth as we would hope in this broken world. We are, as my spiritual mentor used to say, glorious ruins.
Finding what it means to flourish as broken human being in an imperfect world is what Ransom is about. We believe in Jesus Christ, though often find ourselves dismayed at what passes for Christianity in our postmodern world. We hope what you find on this site will be helpful in your own pilgrimage, regardless of where you happen to find yourself at the moment.
Denis & Margie Haack
Anita Gorder
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