Author Archives: jackpelham

I Dreamed I Was Woke

I dreamed I was woke. And how awesome I was with my new wisdom!And how rapturous our anthem in my ears!We’re OK and you are not! And I dreamed it was not a dream. And if you had been there,You’d … Continue reading

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From the Same Bible

To the one, Christianity is a status gained in a moment—A door prize acquired simply for having beenIn the right place at the right time—A label by which to confirm himself henceforth—A guarantee that nothing could go too badly wrong—For … Continue reading

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What Everyone Should Know About My Enemy

I hope you’ll listen carefullyAs I lay out the hard truth about my enemy. He is charming and kind Attractive and affable Good-humored and cleverGenerous and frugalIntelligent and wiseCreative and resourcefulHelpful and proactiveResponsible and conscientiousDiligent and successful in his careerA … Continue reading

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An Arrow Can Only Be Shot…

I’m pondering this meme I found on Facebook: This thought is not ready for publication. It’s sloppy, and has some flaws that weaken its impact considerably. Let me make some general observations first, and then we’ll look at the stumbling … Continue reading

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Such Great Zeal

Such great zeal she hasTo get the one thing just rightBut not the other.

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The Stumbling Block of God’s Vulnerability

That God makes himself vulnerable—That he puts himself out there, available to be abused—Is surely a stumbling block to thoseWho find exposure a disagreeable policyFor their own lives.

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It Is Nothing for Him

The one who has to shovel the snowLearns not to walk upon it firstAs it turns to ice and makesThe shoveling harder.

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Sometimes the Dementors

Sometimes the dementors descend upon you from the skies—Sucking from your face the last of your joy and will to live. And sometimes they do it from the lectern.

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Some Cannot Hear

Some cannot hear that it is out of tuneOr out of tone or time or spirit, even—Because they were never taughtTo hear such things. And I wonder at what fires Might be lit in their soulsIf someone were to teach … Continue reading

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There is the Thrill

There is the thrill of hearing a notePlayed with spirit and keenly in tune!And as surely, the opposite makes Its impression upon the soul, too.

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