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			<title>Terra Firma</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> Yes, you&#146;re right. I&#146;m sure Armageddon&#146;s coming: 
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 wars, tsunamis, hurricanes, earthquakes, locusts, 
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 killer flus, et cetera. Yes, I&#146;m awed by 
<br>
 all the destruction. 
<br>
  
<br>
 I concede your point that the world might end, and 
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 all your puny labors will be as nothing. 
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 Still, you can&#146;t go out with your friends until you&#146;ve 
<br>
 folded the laundry. 
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			<title>Advent Carol</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> Hush that anguished hymn you&rsquo;re humming:  
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   &ldquo;Come, O Come, Emmanuel.&rdquo; 
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 Trumpet Christmas! Fix his coming 
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   firmly at &ldquo;The First Nowell.&rdquo; 
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 He&rsquo;s  
<em> already </em>
  come in glory!  
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  Why plead, &ldquo;Savior, come at last&rdquo;? 
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 Let&rsquo;s talk Christmas! Tell a story 
<br>
  safely in the distant past.  
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 Drown out John the Baptist. Edit 
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  out &ldquo;Prepare! Make straight the way!&rdquo; 
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 Cut to Christmas! Buy on credit.  
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  Square things up another day.  
<br>
  
<br>
 Advent&rsquo;s dreary. Let&rsquo;s start living 
<br>
  Christmas  
<em> now </em>
 ! Wear red and green! 
<br>
 While we&rsquo;re at it, skip Thanksgiving! 
<br>
  Deck the halls at Halloween! 
<br>
  
<br>
 Then, when the Incarnate Verb 
<br>
  overnight becomes pass&eacute;, 
<br>
 carry Christmas to the curb.  
<br>
  Pack the Prince of Peace away.  
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			<title>&#8220;I Did Not Come to Call the Righteous&#8221;</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 00:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p>  
<em>  Matthew 9:9&ldquo;13 </em>
  
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 We ninety-nine obedient sheep; 
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 we workers hired at dawn&#146;s first peep; 
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 we faithful sons who strive to please, 
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 forsaking prodigalities; 
<br>
 we virgins who take pains to keep 
<br>
 our lamps lit, even in our sleep; 
<br>
 we law-abiding Pharisees; 
<br>
  
<br>
 we wince at gospels such as these. 
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			<title>Choir-Loft Confession</title>
			<guid>https://www.firstthings.com/article/2005/03/choir-loft-confession</guid>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2005 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> &ldquo;I Sing Because I&rsquo;m Happy&rdquo; and &ldquo;How Can I Keep from Singing&rdquo;&rdquo; 
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 O anthems of my ancestors, if only that were true. 
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 I warble in the choir because I couldn&rsquo;t keep from wringing 
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 The necks of my descendants if we had to share a pew. 
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