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Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings. Luke 13:34 Foxes have holes and birds have nests, but the Son of...
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He wasn’t quite three when we told him we were expecting twins. I still carried him on my hip into the daycare he attended twice a week; I hung his coat and put on his shoes and treated him like the baby he wasn’t until I found out the twins were coming. ...
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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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Earlier this week, Emily Weirenga posted a link-up around the question, “Would you be friends with your younger self?” While not a direct answer, you can read my thoughts below and visit this link to read how others responded. Enjoy! And,...
