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Palm Sunday Dance
Mar 28, 2026
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Palm Sunday Dance
A poem by Chuck Wester, WTC Student
I am passed by
the procession
of God.
I stand alone
lost in the narrow
the winding
the streets of
ancient Jerusalem.
And press my ear
to the old stones
that I might
catch an echo
a fading whisperer
of the dance
that...
When Familiar Images of God Bring No Comfort (Especially During Times of Chaos)
Nov 02, 2022
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I couldn’t go to sleep.
Spending time in a crowded hospital with a dear friend who was dying left me restless and lying awake looking for God in the dark and finding nothing.
It was the proverbial last straw. Too much.
“What the hell?!...Does God even exist?!” I bitterly thought in the emptiness....
