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Apocalyptic hope, in vignettes

Photo by Dominik Scythe on Unsplash Apocalyptic hope : understanding that nothing is permanent, that everything is changing, and we rise each day with the sun to make the world anew. --- This November, as the late autumn daylight seeped away and winter damp settled in, I participated in a two-day seminar through my workplace where Death met us at every turn. It curled in the wan light, floated on the chilly mist, seeped through the old bricks of our meeting room. Likewise, the curated set of readings we were wrestling with spanned countries, cultures, epochs, yet to a one included death—physical death, death to self, death through change—but death and endings all the same. --- He [Jesus] answered, "See that you not be deceived, for many will come in my name, saying, 'I am he,' and 'The time has come.' Do not follow them! When you hear of wars and insurrections, do not be terrified, for such things must happen first, but it will not immediately be the end." (L...

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