If it falls on your lot to be a street sweeper, sweep streets like Michelangelo painted pictures, like Shakespeare wrote…
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Missions
Crossing the road.
“Zhou yeye (Grandpa Zhou),” I called, then promptly sat down next to him. “Nihao (hello). Are you free this Wednesday?”…
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Many sparrows.
I had lunch with the mother of an ex-patient, E, yesterday. He was a 2 year-old boy then, swollen from…
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Unless You Bless me.
She was a little old lady walking with a walking stick. But she walked in grand. There was a certain…
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Shepherd’s Voice.
Perhaps, one of the hardest lessons I have had to learn, was to stop listening to so many people. Even…
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On the present.
One look and I knew his eyes were not normal. His head was tilted, he walked with an ambling gait…
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