Category: writing

The judge

I have watched a lot of TV law shows over the years, but I never thought I would be in one. Yet, here I am, not in a TV drama, but standing in the real place, not in the highest court of the land, but a court that deals with matters of what the court... Continue Reading →

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An ending, and a beginning

Another in the series: Stories from Somewhere, by Ken Gray “In marriage, husband and wife give themselves to each other, to care for each other in good times and in bad. They are linked to each other’s families, and they begin a new life together in the community.” — Liturgy of Holy Matrimony “I hope... Continue Reading →

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Barricade

Another in the series: “Stories from Somewhere” by Ken Gray Barricade — (from French barrique 'barrel') is any object or structure that creates a barrier or obstacle to control, block passage or force the flow of traffic in the desired direction. The day has finally arrived. After many weeks of planning, our small group of... Continue Reading →

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Meet my friend, Ruth

To those of you who already know Ruth, what is wrong with this picture? To those of you who do not know her, you need to know that Ruth is typically NOT the one eating, but more likely the one preparing and setting out the food. She is an extroverted personality who loves to welcome,... Continue Reading →

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Who’s on first?

“Knock knock,” someone calls from outside my office door. “Who’s there?” I laugh.. “Actually, Minister, it’s not a joke, sadly. It’s Marie here. May I come in?” Marie oversees our little community cemetery. Our church is too small to maintain its own burial ground, so following funeral services we bury caskets and urns in the... Continue Reading →

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Pastoral emergency

Another chapter in the series Stories from Somewhere, fictional reflections of an unidentified place at an unknown time. Other chapters are listed here. “There is no such thing as a hopeless case”—AA Big Book “Minister, I need you to come over right away. Please. I am in trouble. Come right away.” I haven’t heard from... Continue Reading →

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First date

Love is blind? Or is it blue? —Anonymous proverb I want to make a good impression; to get our first date right. We had met in other ways — by happenstance, at church events, at choir practice, and at community meetings. I had noticed Ronni from a distance. She’s attractive, and I sensed interesting. I... Continue Reading →

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Gone Fishin’

Chapter ten in the series Stories from Somewhere, by me, Ken Gray “Mayday*Mayday*Mayday.” My shouted distress call must have looked silly. There I was, standing in a wobbly west coast dory, shouting into a bank of dense fog that had quickly appeared out of nowhere, covering us in our little skiff. Close to the shore... Continue Reading →

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Liturgical renewal

Another in the series: Stories from Somewhere by me, Ken GrayAn index to other stories is here “God be with you.” “Oh Lord, not again. ‘God’ is so archaic. Surely ‘source of all being’ is better, more relevant, inclusive, and pleasing to the Divine.” “But you just said ‘Lord.’ There’s a problem there pal. Pate-ree-ark-al.”... Continue Reading →

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