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During Seminary, another student and I, interned at a tiny, historic, Methodist church in New Jersey. She was Methodist, I was not; but we were both welcomed into the fold in equal measure. The congregation was small and aged and the thing they appreciated...
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Wednesday morning I wanted to get 3000 words on the page, or at least 1500. I wanted to practice yoga for twenty minutes, to enjoy the sunshine and silence of the Little House after a week of kids being home for spring break. But the night before I popped...
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I stood on a steep, wooded trail eating raspberries by the handful. In that moment I was only my outstretched arm, greedy fingers prying plump berries from large clusters. I was eyes trained on the color red hiding beneath green leaves; I was only a gaping...
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(Storm Sleeper by Glen Strock) God sleeps, yes, but not like we do. God sleeps like the rich, dark, patient earth surrounding the yearning seed. God sleeps, yes, but not like we do. God sleeps like a mountain tall, majestic, home to streams that run,...
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For as the heavens reach beyond earth and time, we swim in mercy as in an endless sea. (Psalm 103:11) // We sat together in sunny silence as snow lay all around like a smooth and glassy sea and over the waters of white danced the songs of the birds. ...
