Tuesday, July 31, 2018


Zut alors, Philippe Gilbert!

Vous demandez peut-être ce qui est arrivé à ce cycliste. Il était monté dans la célèbre course, le Tour de France. Son pantalon était petite, cependant, et il s'est distrait de penser à cela, et aussi sur le déjeuner, et il s'est heurté à un mur et est tombé sur elle. Vous pouvez; de voir cela dans la vidéo, mais quand il est tombé sur le mur il est tombé dans un nid d'abeilles, puis a été attaqué par un ours. Tout était très malheureux. 

Cependant, il n'a pas été blessé. L'ours est en convalescence dans un hôpital.

Monday, July 30, 2018


Haiku ici!

Bonjour, Américains stupides qui sont amoureux de "Kim" Kardashian! Nous, à l'académie française de l'agriculture, avons acheté ce blog de M. Osler, qui était très triste au sujet du haïku de Nick la semaine dernière:

Quand vous êtes assez grand
Ennuyer les autres est mauvais
Mais le dédain est pire.

Nous avons payé Osler en vin rouge et cravates. S'il vous plaît préparez-vous pour une calvalcade de la culture française ici au rasoir d'Osler!

Sunday, July 29, 2018


Sunday Reflection: Destiny

At the event in DC this week, the undisputed star of the show was Alice Johnson, who is the most recent recipient of federal clemency. When she was done, she got a standing ovation. Part of what she said was this:

"I now know that I was not denied nor delayed clemency... I was destined to fulfill Gods timing and purpose for such a time as this."

I'm intrigued by the idea of destiny. I do believe in it, though I'm not a fatalist or a Calvinist. It just seems that some people are put in a particular place and time for a purpose. The road, in a sense, is prepared for them, and a cross appears for them to bear. 

In fact, I think that at some point or another we are all in that position. There is a task in front of us, and we are the right person for it. I have felt that way myself before (and, in a way, now): that I have not only a moral obligation but a faith duty to complete a given task. Sometimes it is hard, but almost always I start with advantages, many of which seem like luck or good timing. But is that all that is at play?

Saturday, July 28, 2018


Remembering the Yugo

Last night I saw a movie that featured lots of Michael Cera driving around New York in a yellow Yugo. They were a pretty fascinating/awful invention-- a Yugoslavian version of the Fiat 127, which wasn't a great car to begin with.

It was an interesting experiment though, and promised something good-- to bring a reasonably-priced car to Americans who otherwise would end up with pretty bad used cars.

In the current market, one has to wonder why there are no Chinese-made cars sold in the US (other than a few sneaky Volvos). Not that I think that would be a good thing, necessarily... it just seems odd. Various outlets have blamed quality problems and the competitive market, but those seem to be challenges that Chinese manufacturers have overcome in other product areas.

Friday, July 27, 2018


Haiku Friday: On the Plane

I'm not sure why, but I always seem to end up next to the biggest person on the plane. There are some issues about that... but it's not the only challenge people face while flying. Let's haiku about that today-- the good, the bad, the baffling!

Here, I will go first:

Hello again, Miss
Giant Rolling Bag! Won't fit?
You are surprised?

Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable pattern and have some fun!

Thursday, July 26, 2018


PMT: On bipartisanship

Tip O'Neill and Ronald Reagan got some things done. That memory has faded in an era where each side seems to have as its primary goal to obstruct the other.

In my field, criminal law, we still see bipartisanship, even in the current toxic and divisive environment. At the event Nkechi Taifa and I presented yesterday in DC, we saw Van Jones and Mark Holden (of Koch Industries) on one panel, and me and Paul Larson (of the Heritage Foundation) on another, agreeing on what needs to be done and what is important: That the clemency process needs to be pulled out of the DOJ, and that clemency is just one way we need to reform a criminal justice system that incarcerates too many people for too long.

I'll be honest: it was like breathing out, to know that this is still possible.

This mess was made in a bipartisan way, and it must be undone in the same manner.

We are doing that, too.

Wednesday, July 25, 2018


Socialism defined!

One of my guilty pleasures is reading the Letters to the Editor in the Waco Tribune-Herald. Many are thoughtful and clear-- my own favorites are the ones that thanks some community member for a kindness of some kind (one of the great traits of Texans is a general willingness to help a stranger in need).

Then there are the unhinged missives, which come from both sides but most often sound like a Fox News commentator on a bender. For example, here is one from earlier this week:

Socialism defined
With all the talk of the new Democratic Socialist Party, I decided to go to the dictionary for a definition of socialism. Socialism was defined as a society or group living with no personal property. So from that definition I can only assume that George Soros, Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton, Nancy Pelosi, Harry Reid, Chuck Schumer, Bernie Sanders, John McCain and all the other millionaire Democrats and all millionaire politicians will rush down to donate all their millions and billions to society along with their mansions in gated communities to join the rest of the people of America.

And I am sure that from their stellar initiative that Madonna, Cher, Robert De Niro, Whoopi, Rob Reiner and others will be dumping their wealth in order to join the Socialist Society. If you believe this, keep listening to the Soros left. In reality their idea of socialism is to keep theirs and tax the middle class into submission by the rich progressive globalists who want to rob the world! If they care so much then, let them make the first move!

So many questions!!!!

-- John McCain is a Democrat?
-- Robert DeNiro et al. are socialists?
-- Socialists want to tax the middle class to finance a tax cut for the rich?

At any rate, this is probably a good insight into how many people in our country see things right now. I'm not quite sure what can be done about that.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018


The "Hellhole on the Brazos"

Yesterday, I came across a fascinating and deeply troubling story on CNN.  Workers excavating ground for a school came across 95 unmarked graves.

Experts have concluded that the bodies were the remains of former slaves who were forced-- after emancipation--to work in the "convict-leasing system" that created an incentive to convict black men of crimes, so they then could be leased out by the state to work under horrific conditions. The Sugar Land plantations that leased prisoners were so bad they gained the nickname "The Hellhole on the Brazos."

We don't have that form of prisoner leasing any more, not exactly. We do pay prisoners shockingly low wages (ie, 47 cents an hour) to work in difficult conditions. We do create incentives to lock up far more people than we need to. We do disabuse the idea that what we value is liberty and equality in the way we construct our criminal justice system.

Tomorrow I get to talk about that, just a little. I look forward to it.

Monday, July 23, 2018


Weekly Haiku Review

Daniel Price, are you worried about your daughter at all? Based on your haiku:

Middle daughter wants
broccoli rather than choc

olate. Good for her?

Gavin had my favorite:

Crime: Being hollow. 
Chocolate Santa, you’re guilty. 

Off with his head! CHOMP.

While this one from Christine made me hungry:

Frozen Reese's Cup
Chocolate, peanut butter

Match made in heaven

And Arce had a recipe, of sorts:

My dark chocolate:
90 percent more cocoa
almost no sugar!

Great treat any time
keep it cold in the freezer

thaw and melt in mouth!

But it was the Medievalist who wrote the one I will remember:

A chocolate kiss,
Is pure erotic pleasure,

Lips, tongues, say no more.

Sunday, July 22, 2018


Sunday Reflection: Stiff

On Friday night, I headed over to the Bryant-Lake Bowl, wove my way through the restaurant and the bowling alley back to the theater, and saw Sherry Jo Ward perform her one-woman show "STIFF."

I know Sherry from my Baylor days, and she and her husband Thomas lived here in Minneapolis later (they are back in Texas now). Sherry has contracted a very rare neuromuscular condition called Stiff Persons Syndrome, which (according to the National Institute of Neurological disorders and Stroke) is marked by ever-increasing muscle stiffness and acute sensitivity to certain stimuli. The play recounts the physical and emotional effects of this change in her life.

It's very real. And brave. We so rarely put our most vulnerable selves out there, and this play was about a compounded vulnerability.

But what a reaction to a tragedy! To reject the impulse to crawl under the porch like a sick cat and instead take all that comes with an illness and put it out for the public to see, to invite them to compare their own misfortunes to this one. And everyone in the audience-- the other people with SPS, the old friends from Sherry's time in Minnesota, the people who wandered in from the street-- likely did exactly that. That's what art does so often: it says "Here's something. What about you?"

It made my own fears of aging shift. Yeah, I notice things-- that when I run just a few miles I feel it, that I need reading glasses more often than not. But I'm complaining? Really?

Brutal honesty about one's own challenges is not really a brutality. It is a gift.

Saturday, July 21, 2018


Jokes I didn't get...

It's true... a lot of these I didn't get.

Friday, July 20, 2018


Haiku Friday: Chocolate

Has chocolate saved your life? Maybe. Probably not. Actually, I would kind of worry if it did. But, chocolate is something many of us have a relationship with. 

Let's haiku about that this week! Here, I will go first:

I have a method
Take it on my tongue, then
Let it melt slowly.

Now it is your turn! Use the 5/7/5 syllable method and have some fun!

Thursday, July 19, 2018


PMT: Coming up next week

I'm not giving up on clemency. I'm ornery that way.

Nkechi Taifa and I set up an even for next week that should be fascinating. Here is who will be speaking (listed in alphabetical order on the flyer):

Roy Austin, who worked on clemency in the Obama White House
Rachel Barkow, esteemed NYU professor (and a great co-author)
Brittany Barnett, a leading clemency advocate
MiAngel Cody, a former Federal Defender who founded the Decarceration Collective
Jason Hernandez, formerly incarcerated clemency recipient and advocate
Mark Holden, General Counsel, Koch Industries
Andrea James, Founder of Families for Justice as Healing
Van Jones, {Really? You don't know who Van Jones is?}
Paul Larkin, Jr., Senior Legal Research Fellow, Heritage Foundation
Amy Povah, formerly incarcerated clemency recipient & founder of CAN-DO Clemency
Nkechi Taifa, Advocacy Director, Open Society Foundations
Ebony Underwood, daughter of an incarcerated father & founder of We Got Us Now.

Creating the problem of over-incarceration was a bi-partisan effort. Solving that problem will be, too.  There are a lot of different voices represented here, and I can't wait to be among them.

Wednesday, July 18, 2018


Waco Gets Some Advice

I was kind of fascinated by a recent report in the Waco Tribune-Herald, titled Study: City Should Push Grocery Store, Walkways, Restaurants Downtown.

The gist of the piece is that the city hired a consultant to conduct a 19-month study of downtown Waco and how the city uses special tax funds that are used to support businesses (and sometimes the Baylor football program). In short, this extensive study concluded with the following recommendations:

-- The money should not be used to fund apartments near Baylor or developments next to the interstate
-- Rather, the tax funds should be used to lure a grocery store, a three-star hotel, and certain other businesses to the downtown area
-- Also, the city should consider "walkways" in the downtown area

The last one really fascinated and confused me. It could mean one of two things, after all.

First, they may be envisioning the type of second-floor walkways that have turned downtown Minneapolis into some kind of wonderful Habitrail for humans, allowing for a second city to exist superimposed over the first one, essentially. That would be kinda cool, but weird. After all, Minneapolis has those because of winters that polar bears dream of.

The second conception would simply be adding walkways-- crosswalks, for example-- at ground level. That would actually be a great new focus for Waco, a city that is positively hostile to pedestrians in some areas. For example, when I lived there, a theater sat just a few hundred yards from my house. Yet, there was literally no way to walk there, because a big busy road (Valley Mills) lay between me and the theater, with no pedestrian walkways to be found to cross to the other side.

Either way, I am for the walkways!

Tuesday, July 17, 2018


My dad on grit

My dad's blog this week is about grit-- which to me has always meant a certain kind of ornery stick-to-itiveness. This summer has largely been about that for me-- more on that later in the week.

Here is part of what my dad had to say:

Guile vs grit. We can all get wealthy if we have enough guile, but it often takes grit to do the right thing. Deciding to help others often takes sacrifice. Reaching out to those less able takes awareness, and standing up to injustice takes courage. It often takes some grit to be good.
For all of my life I have been puzzled by the brave passivity of those under siege. People who can’t seem to be heard remain quiet and calm. Until they speak. This makes their message so powerful when it comes out . They challenge violence with gentleness and tragedy with forgiveness. Often it is the result of the cumulative experiences and messages that are deeply embedded in the hearts of generations of church goers. We hear it in the music.
In Detroit the strongest musicians seem to have enough true grit to extend a hand to those coming up. And so it goes.
Come on out to the Dirty Dog Jazz Café where grit is not served  just as a side dish.

Monday, July 16, 2018


Four terrible movies

I asked for it-- I got it!

IPLawGuy tagged the horrible comedy "Splitting Heirs":

"Splitting Heirs," Idle
Moranis, Cleese cameo

What could go wrong? Lots!

Meanwhile, the Medievalist identified a very weird movie indeed, "Howard the Duck":

Howard the Duck, dumb,
total hot train wreck absurd,

Who’s responsible?

DiaDaKendell... Is there really a Toxic Avenger?

Move over Marvel
"No ticky, no washy" time!


And Steve wisely chose the worst of the "Ape" movies:

Return of the Apes,
A giant monkey clunker
My son PJ says.

Sunday, July 15, 2018


Sunday Reflection: Getting it wrong

I was crossing the border into Canada yesterday (that's something people in my part of the world do periodically), and had the following exchange with the Canadian border guard:

Him: "Where are you from?"
Me: "I live in Minnesota. [long pause]. Minneapolis."

He took a cursory look at my passport--which clearly describes my home as being in Edina, not Minneapolis-- and waved me on.

As I drove away, I realized that I had been asked exactly one question, and had answered it both awkwardly and incorrectly (since I really do live in Edina, not Minneapolis). Yet, there were no consequences whatsoever.

How many times have I been this lucky? The answer is, a lot. An awful lot. And the collective grace of those who let my fumbling and mistakes go is what has let my life be whole and fulfilling.

I realize that the near-miss on identifying the location of my home may not seem like too big of a deal, but that is only true if one receives grace. Consider the other option; if the discrepancy had been seen as suspicious, and I was sent to secondary to fumble around on a bunch of other questions... and who knows what happens then? Perhaps if I was of a different ethnicity or spoke with an accent, the outcome would have been very different (since racism and bias are not limited to our side of the border). Privilege is a thing, and we don't always know when we benefit-- and when others do not.

But, that bit of mercy it is not an isolated incident, and usually it does not have the tinge of possible bias. I saw my parents yesterday, too-- sat on the porch of their house and talked and drank coffee in the cool of the morning. How many times, how many dozen, how many hundreds, thousands, did they make a mental note of my mistake or a mis-statement and just... let it go or we’re gentle in correcting me? And those others, many of them, who have done the same? I say and do stupid things, and have for a lifetime. Those who love me and a lot of people who don't have often been gentle with me when they did not have to be gentle.

We think of grace as this occasional grand gesture, the elaborate pardon of sin, but in our real lives grace is almost constant, barely noticeable, almost a part of the air around us. We breath it. And yet it is that-- the things people choose not to judge-- that makes life, and especially a good life, possible.

Saturday, July 14, 2018


The Northwest Angle

For your entertainment and edification: The story of one of the stranger corners of my home state.

Friday, July 13, 2018


Haiku Friday: Terrible Movies

Some terrible movies are popular; others go straight to landfill. But we have all seen them at one time or another. Let's haiku about that this week! Here, I will go first:

Oh, "Barry Lindon"
Will this movie ever end?
Glaciers run faster.

Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable formula and have some fun!

Thursday, July 12, 2018


Political Mayhem Thursday: The sound of slowing down

I know there is a lot I could write about today. The political churn has been just ferocious of late.

But... sometimes, I just don't have it in me. Like the chained Baylor mascot forced to drink Dr. Pepper in this photo, sometimes I just want to stop and do something else.

Like a car trip! Or maybe some time up on Osler Island. Or perhaps I will read a book. But not about politics; something where this one guy thinks he is way over this girl, but then she shows up again out of nowhere, but then there are some issues with his job where he has to go to some unexpected locale. Or maybe I'll read the paper. Actually, that won't help much.

Or, there is always watching "Gilmore Girls" re-runs. Except for local Stars Hollow elections, politics seems to play no role at all in their lives...

Wednesday, July 11, 2018


Ruthie Mattox

Photo by Dan Collison

On Sunday, I became the first holder of the Ruthie Mattox chair of preaching at 1st Covenant Church in Minneapolis. It is really an honor, both because of the church and because of Ruthie.

1st Covenant is a remarkable place. It has gone through a series of transitions, and it is now thriving as something dynamic and open and Christian. Much of that has to do with the leadership of Dan and Holly Collison, but the soul of the church extends beyond them.

Ruthie is someone who has been through all of those transitions. She first came to that church when she was 3, which was 72 years ago. Since then, she has been the person who makes churches work-- the one who serves on committee and makes sure the tables are set up for the lunch and looks after kids and worries about who is not there. My whole life, I have counted on people like her to keep things going, and rarely even thought about it.

Her vocation-- and it was a vocation, in the best sense-- was nursing, and she excelled at that in a variety of situations. All of them, though, involved healing and love.  Ruthie did not endow the chair with money; rather, she endowed this church with her whole being.

Nursing is like criminal law in that much of it is managing tragedy. But in my work, tragedy is often seen at a certain remove;  sometimes it is just reading letters from prison. Ruthie held babies who were dying. That is a quantum of tragedy I could not bear for long.

How lucky am I, to have my name associated with this church and this person?

Tuesday, July 10, 2018


From Sunday

Recent clemency recipient Alice Johnson sent me a video to use as part of my sermon last Sunday, and it is wonderful! When it is available, I will post a link here to the full sermon with a little story about Ruthie Mattox...

Monday, July 09, 2018


The good word

Good haiku last week, on a confusing subject!

Silly American gave us the video above to go with her poem (and I LOVE the totally-unremarked-upon appearance by Smokey the Bear at the end), and Jill Scoggins gave us this:

At a certain age,
you just have to accept your
life’s messy baggage.

Living a real life
means making mistakes. Make your
amends and move on.

Neither wallow in
nor ignore them. Give proper
thought to learn from them.

We are more good than
Bad, more smart than ignorant,
too hard on ourselves.

I know that it is true, too-- I have the mistakes to prove.

And CTL's, too, had the same kind of wisdom, really:

Ringed with rage, fury. 
We teapots in a tempest.
One lump or two, sir?

Sunday, July 08, 2018


Sunday Reflection: Afterburners

Yesterday, I went to the air show up in Duluth, where stunt planes and fighter jets did all kinds of crazy things. There were two things that struck me.

One was that, like so many other public events, the repeated theme of nearly every act was "a salute to the military" in one form or another. Eventually, if we honor one sector of our society over all others as singularly valorous, it will come to define our culture. There are nations like that-- North Korea is one-- but the United States has not been one of them. I fear that constantly wreathing the military with indiscriminate honors will make us less thoughtful about war and all that comes with it, while at the same time it diminishes the meaning of any genuine tribute.

The second was this singular moment: The Air Force Thunderbirds were performing, and four of them were executing an elegant and remarkable diamond formation as they traveled straight up, in front of and to the left of the crowd on the flightline. As we all were looking in that direction, a fifth jet came in unseen-- fast and low directly over the crowd from behind-- and the sound and realization of it made everyone jump. That happens, over and over, doesn't it? We are looking at something, admiring it from afar and BOOM... something else, close but unobserved, explodes into view.

Today, I am giving a sermon, and an important one. I'll report back on that later...

Saturday, July 07, 2018


The Smoot-Hawley Tariffs are BACK!

President Trump has begun a program of raising tariffs on foreign goods, threatening the outbreak of a trade war. Which means that finally the Smoot-Hawley Tariff disaster is getting some attention again!

Here is what happened then:

-- After the market crash of 1929, Republicans in Congress began calling for tariffs on foreign goods
-- Reluctantly, President Hoover (who knew better) signed the new law
-- The result was a hastening of the Great Depression.

Of course, you know... history.

Friday, July 06, 2018


Haiku Friday: Other Mayhems

It's not that our current political maelstrom (whether you like it or not) isn't significant; rather, it's that we have almost always been in some kind of mess politically.

In my clemency clinic, in the course of explaining the Nixon pardon, I find that I have to go back and review exactly what happened in Watergate. It is shocking: The Attorney General of the United States coordinated the criminal break-in of the opposing party's headquarters and was convicted and imprisoned as a result. The President of the United States lied about it, and resigned before being impeached. The Vice-President who ascended to the presidency, Gerald Ford, was never elected to that position; he was appointed after the resignation of Nixon's VP, Spiro Agnew, who was facing bribery, conspiracy, and tax charges.

That's a mess.

Let's haiku about other mayhems today-- political, personal, whatever! I'll go first:

The chopper awaits
And off goes the President
The stench remained.

Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable formula and have some fun!

Thursday, July 05, 2018


Global warming, mattering

The map above (from a connected story in the New York Times, all of which is worth reading) shows something shocking: The expected degradation of living standards in South Asia if global temperatures increase by 1.6 degrees centigrade (on the left) or 2.2 degrees centigrade (on the right) by 2050. Bright red areas indicate a "high" decrease in living standards, while the less-red areas indicate a "moderate" decrease. The less-severe scenario on the left represents what would happen if we do take steps now to address global warming. 

The worst effects are expected to occur in the poorest areas. 

Of course, India itself is a major global polluter, and contains 14 of the 15 most polluted cities in the world. In the world rankings, China is number one, producing about 30% of carbon dioxide emissions-- the US is number two with 15%, and India is number 3 three with 7%. So... they are bad, but not as bad as us.

The benefits of industrialization go largely to the wealthy and the new middle class that industrialization hopefully produces. The costs- as usual-- will be borne by the poor.

I think this matters; it is a tragedy that will play out in my lifetime. But I worry that even in functional democracies (like ours), those who will be most affected by climate change are not a significant force on environmental issues-- at least not enough to elect those who would make dramatic changes.

What do you think?

Wednesday, July 04, 2018


Happy July 4! Also, coming up on Sunday...

This Sunday, I've got a big event: I'm giving a sermon at 9:30 in the morning at First Covenant Church/Minneapolis (all are welcome-- directions here).  The amazing Holly Collison will be providing the music for the service.

What makes it an even bigger day for me is that I'll be inducted as the first holder of the Ruth E. Mattox Chair of Preaching at that church. They are naming it after someone important, the kind of person who too rarely is recognized for the role they play in making the world a better place. Here is how she is described in the program:

Ruth Mattox has been a lifelong member of First Covenant Church who embodies the best of the church over time and through its most epic cycles of renewal: a passion to explore new ideas, a commitment to connecting Christian faith to everyday life, and a steadfast willingness to lead a courageous life of love for Christ and on behalf of others. 

Ruth is a nurse and has travelled the world as a humanitarian worker. She has a photo album filled with images of over 80 babies that she has fostered in their most vulnerable moments of early life. And, Ruth has always loved outstanding preaching in worship, as well, considering it an essential task in community and to inspire Christ followers to action. 

The Ruth. E. Mattox Chair of Preaching shall be appointed to women and men with demonstrated commitments of bridging their Christian faith to real life and courageously on behalf of others. They will bring a high level of skill to the preaching task, and yet do so for the purpose of leading the congregation into the world with humble generosity.

If you can, please come!

Tuesday, July 03, 2018


On Sotomayor and Sarah Sanders

On Sunday, I had a piece in the Waco Tribune-Herald that looked at two forms of dissent against the Trump administration: A dissenting opinion by Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor, and the booting of Sarah Huckabee Sanders from the Red Hen restaurant in Lexington, Virginia. You can read the whole thing here.

Monday, July 02, 2018


The lifeguard

So, Gavin nailed an essential truth of summer with his haiku:

Every town has her
The lifeguard boys would “drown” for
Wendy Peffercorn.

Sunday, July 01, 2018


Sunday Reflection: Second Thessalonians

Next week is a big one: I am being inducted as the first holder of the Ruthie Mattox Chair in Preaching at First Covenant Church, Minneapolis, and will be giving the sermon. The text is from Second Thessalonians, and includes this passage:

 In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, we command you, brothers and sisters, to keep away from every believer who is idle and disruptive and does not live according to the teaching[a] you received from us. For you yourselves know how you ought to follow our example. We were not idle when we were with you, nor did we eat anyone’s food without paying for it. On the contrary, we worked night and day, laboring and toiling so that we would not be a burden to any of you. We did this, not because we do not have the right to such help, but in order to offer ourselves as a model for you to imitate. 10 For even when we were with you, we gave you this rule: “The one who is unwilling to work shall not eat.”
11 We hear that some among you are idle and disruptive. They are not busy; they are busybodies. 12 Such people we command and urge in the Lord Jesus Christ to settle down and earn the food they eat. 13 And as for you, brothers and sisters, never tire of doing what is good.
14 Take special note of anyone who does not obey our instruction in this letter. Do not associate with them, in order that they may feel ashamed. 15 Yet do not regard them as an enemy, but warn them as you would a fellow believer.
It's a tough draw for me. This passage suggests values that are contrary to mine, and which seem to contrast with Christ's as well. Jesus taught us that when we feed those who are hungry, we feed him. And yet, here, there seems to be some kind of test for "idleness" before we do that.

You might want to know how I deal with that.  

If so, please come next Sunday-- 9;30 at 1st Covenant, Minneapolis, on 7th across from US Bank stadium!

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