Under the Maple Canopy

Singing Union Songs Since 2009

There Are No Words

Some days there really aren’t any.  You hear or read something (often in my case said by fervent believers) and you have that mouth fluttering, hanging wide open, dumbstruck sensation.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh….

Nope, no words.

As an aside….keep talking, oh, fervent believer.  I may not know how to respond to you, but rest assured, the more you talk the less likely the rest of us believe in a word you say.

That’s what’s called silent progress.

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