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“What do you think heaven’s like?” Seated around the sticky kitchen island in the early morning humidity, my children and I wake up slowly. I am on a second or third cup of reheated coffee. They spill milk and cereal and crunch chocolate toast. In a...
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“We’re thinking about having another baby,” I said, keeping my hands at two and four on the steering wheel and glancing over at my mother who sat holding her purse in the passenger seat. We were a little over a month into her diagnosis and several weeks into...
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I wrote an essay recently in which I described laughter as a form of prayer and this got me thinking about Sarah’s laughter at the news that she was going to bear a son. The following story is based, loosely on the story of God visiting Abraham and...
