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And in that instant I understood that if I were to pay attention to the spaces between and just behind the things I thought I needed to look at, there was no limit to what I might witness . . . It’s not just the genius or the personal friend of [God] who...
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Christmas morning 2010, the Corvette we found for $25 on Craigslist. I turned to see my two and four year old children driving their little yellow Corvette through our small, cramped living room. I was standing in the doorway between rooms interviewing a...
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Toward the end of our time together, I mentioned to my spiritual director that I was considering what kind of practice I might embrace for Lent, but didn’t really know where to begin. She grew animated and explained that Lent is a time to join Jesus in the...
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I wrote this poem this past December and then let it sit for a good long while. Now it seems to me that it has something to do with Lent and Jesus’ invitation to follow him into the desert for these forty days. When I wrote it, I was thinking of...
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She told him, “When I was in college I read a folktale about a father pursuing a son who’d run far away, from one world to the next. The father called to him, ‘Please come back!’ But his son looked across the great gulf between them and shouted...
