Two reader responses:
It's been a long week, and between a hectic business schedule and some touristing I'm doing while out of town, I completely lost track of what day it is. Thus, as I was finishing up some errands this afternoon, I thought how nice it would be to go check out what's on the Dish when I got home. Alas, when I returned home and saw my calendar, I realized it's Sunday. And sure enough, as expected, the Dish sucks today. It's full of all that god babble that you're so fond of. Down with god babble. More real content, please?
The other:
I often feel so in step with The Dish. It is truly therapy for me. Your post makes my heart break as my father died just two days ago, and the experience has shaken my soul. Never have your Sunday reflections meant so much to me. Please pray for my father and my family.
(Photo: a hospice therapy experiment with doves by John Moore/Getty.)
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