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Manhunt Driving through the morning’s round of drop-offs the radio tells of man hunting man and I watch as magnolia trees drop great showers of silky, blushing blooms. Spring is the foolish season whose beauty we cannot long endure so the trees, in their gracefulness,...
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He was teaching in one of the synagogues on the sabbath. And just then there appeared a woman with a spirit that had crippled her for eighteen years. She was bent over and was quite unable to stand up straight. When Jesus saw her, he called her over...
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Brennan Manning, the beloved author of The Raggamuffin Gospel died this past Friday, April 12. I never read the Raggamuffin Gospel, but I did somehow stumble onto one of Manning’s later books, Abba’s Child. His gentle yet piercing...
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When we came for a viewing of the house we live in now, my husband and I were like a pair of young love-birds looking for a place to nest, though we wouldn’t have said it in as many words. After guiding us through the house from bottom to top, the homeowner...
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Look at that beautiful fuzz! My friend posted on facebook that she was planning to take her little boy for his first hair cut and since our boys are the same age I felt a wave of maternal anxiety at the idea. My youngest arrived with a precious...
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Isaiah stands at the low wooden shelf of the changing table with his chubby hand tugging on the handle of a basket that’s stuck. Unable to get to the books trapped inside, he turns to me whining and fussing to communicate his desire. Seizing...
