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“So, how do you pray right now?” she asks, “Mostly prayers on the fly?” “Yes,” I say, thankful to hear that my repetitive refrains of “please, please, please” count for something. ...
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These all look to you to give them their food in due season; when you give to them, they gather it up; when you open your hand, they are filled with good things. Psalm 104:27-8 * * * It was as though the room had tilted to one side, like...
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It was the first day of kindergarten. My oldest son and I walked toward the low brick building holding hands and he reached over with his right hand to pull on my wrist, pressing his small hand deeper into the crevasse between my thumb and index...
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Last summer my older children discovered two large, black and yellow spiders in our neighbor’s flower garden. The first was heavy and round and we marveled at her girth as she sat swaying in the breeze, resting on the zigzagging line that ran down the...
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The second my body ceases its motion, they fly to me on winged feet, stampeding down the runway that stretches from one end of this dirty old apartment to the other. The center of their world has just plopped down on the couch and sensing the gravitational...
