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		By: Jane Barter		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[This is a profound and beautiful essay, Ryan.  I think the use of Augustine is really apt, but I wonder if  A. doesn&#039;t hem us in in terms of the trajectory of memory, perhaps in a similar way to the overarching narrative of redemption as reconciliation does at this time in this country.  Part of my difficulty with A. on memory the more I think about it is its teleological focus, and what needs to be left behind in the sojourn toward a restored community. Is there not a violence in being simply a sojourner on this earth rather than a lover of it in the deepest sense?  Here, I think Indigenous worldview have much to teach Augustine and Christians more generally not only of the structuring of the past, present and future, but of their conviviality.  Thanks so much again for a beautiful and thoughtful piece. I have much interest in your thesis project!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is a profound and beautiful essay, Ryan.  I think the use of Augustine is really apt, but I wonder if  A. doesn&#8217;t hem us in in terms of the trajectory of memory, perhaps in a similar way to the overarching narrative of redemption as reconciliation does at this time in this country.  Part of my difficulty with A. on memory the more I think about it is its teleological focus, and what needs to be left behind in the sojourn toward a restored community. Is there not a violence in being simply a sojourner on this earth rather than a lover of it in the deepest sense?  Here, I think Indigenous worldview have much to teach Augustine and Christians more generally not only of the structuring of the past, present and future, but of their conviviality.  Thanks so much again for a beautiful and thoughtful piece. I have much interest in your thesis project!</p>
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		By: Ruth Long		</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2020 21:20:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[No matter where we live in this fair land we follow the steps of the folks who came before us. One of the stories I will always cherish was told to me by a very elderly man that I was privileged to visit in my position as a elder from our church. A river runs through his property and he told me how his Mother would visit the camps of the indigenous as they migrated along that river. She was able to help a sick child through a nasty illness and made friends with the women. I often look at that river flats and imagine the sight.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>No matter where we live in this fair land we follow the steps of the folks who came before us. One of the stories I will always cherish was told to me by a very elderly man that I was privileged to visit in my position as a elder from our church. A river runs through his property and he told me how his Mother would visit the camps of the indigenous as they migrated along that river. She was able to help a sick child through a nasty illness and made friends with the women. I often look at that river flats and imagine the sight.</p>
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