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Saturday, July 30, 2011
The Seventh Sunday After Pentecost
This week Isaiah gives the marketplace call, Paul is at his best [and not lying], and Jesus offers the 1st Century version of a drive-through. All this plus my colleagues: a Romanian monk/iconographer and a computer in Texas.