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Memorial Homily for Imogene Glodo*
Honesty can be a challenge at a funeral. Truth be told, for some people, it’s hard to come up with a whole lot of good things to say when they’ve died. Funerals have a way of making saints out of sinners. That’s why the best preacher for a funeral may not always be the most…
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The Gravedigger Digs in Vain
A Graveside Homily for Nettie Imogene Glodo June 10, 2014 It seems that people in all times and all places want to lay their dead to rest in a beautiful place, whether for the scattering of ashes or for burial as we do here today. And this is a beautiful place, here on Mueller Hill.…
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You Must Own It Before You Disown It
Following was the address to incoming students at Reformed Theological Seminary Orlando on August 23, 1999. See the postscript for an update on the details. My mother doesn’t live here, but let me tell you about her. She’s 82 years old, a widow the last 18 years. She still drives, helps with bingo at the…
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Movie Notes: Mud
From circa a year ago: After watching Mud at the Enzian last Friday night I officially forgave Reese Witherspoon for her erstwhile C.O.P.S. appearance and Matthew McConnaughy for besmirching the memory of Johnny Cash with his tribute rendition of The Man Comes Around. Mud is symbol-laden and will bear watching another time or two in…
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The Son of God: Seeing vs. Hearing
The pending release of the film Son of God reminded me of what I wrote back in 2004 with the release of Mel Gibson’s The Passion of the Christ. Which also reminded me of the large scale recruitment of church audiences by the producers of The Mission in 1986. ~~~~~~~~~~ Experiencing the Passion of the…
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One Baptism, NIB
One Baptism – “NIB” Mike Glodo[1] Have you ever been perplexed by “netspeak?” The world wide web has introduced a flood of new vocabulary, especially acronyms – www, http, aol, ftp. Instant- and text-messaging possess a language practically their own – lol, imho, btw. “ASAP” is old school. As an occasional Ebay shopper, I’ve even…
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Lament for an audience of One
Why isn’t an audience of one enough? Because he applauds without flesh and bone hands Or not at all Or maybe he’s frowning But hands of flesh and bone are no help They clap off beat with the One or else break into clapping between movements instead of waiting until the finale is over and…
