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Saturday, July 25, 2009
The Eighth Sunday After Pentecost
This week we are reminded that David, for all of his talents, is also rather human; a doxology is offered to the Ephesians, and Jesus and his buds have a picnic. A large picnic, I might add. All this plus the reality of human nature as realized through a guitar order.