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Tag Archives: theodicy
Good, evil, & great waves of god
Hokusai & the Japanese earthquake and tsunami — Job & the Voice from the Whirlwind — what’s all that got do do with good & evil & the justice of god? All that, & a tattoo. Continue reading
Posted in No Way Way
Tagged aha, Book of Job, Christianism, god is the universe & everything in it, Hokusai, Japan, tattoos, theodicy
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Job 42.13
A poem based upon a verse in the Book of Job, with an account by a Kansas farmer who saw the inside of a tornado in 1928. Continue reading
Posted in No Way Way, Poems
Tagged Bible, Book of Job, natural disasters, poem, theodicy, Voice from the Whirlwind, writing
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Buddha in the coffee shop
My Side Street Saturday included an encounter with a handcarved Vietnamese Buddha of white-grey marble, which its owner hopes to sell as a fundraiser for Veterans for Peace. A little about Job, integrity, cold, & low atmospheric pressure, too. Continue reading
Posted in Cold, Journal, No Way Way
Tagged Bible, Book of Job, Buddha, Cold notes, integrity, Side Street Espresso, theodicy, Voice from the Whirlwind, winter, writing
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Theodicy (poem)
Theodicy for Wendy If they could, these words would wrap around the questions like a cocooning blanket. They’d devise an argument, foolproof, dispelling all nuances of Why? They’d console you moment by moment. They’d answer all your grief. But if … Continue reading
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Tagged alcohol, death, DWI/DUI, Jessie Withrow, poem, theodicy, writing
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Sermon (a poem)
“I take as my text the Book of Job — / for are we not like him, innocent, / suffering, crying out for justice? / are we not like him, each of us / surrounded by these righteous, / these pious friends who so love us, / who console us with false accusations, who comfort us with lies?” Continue reading