Being Thankful When you Aren’t
I don’t like to say grace. As a kid, I dreaded being the child asked to…
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We Owe Each Other | Reflections on Ferguson
My heart is wracked with grief as I consider all that has occurred in the last 24-hours….
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To End the Isolation
We are lonely creatures with aches of wantonness. We sit, we stir, we sigh even as we…
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Evening Connections | Making Time for Marriage
In our household, I imagine much like yours, our days are quite full. The morning starts…
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The Folly of Forgetfulness | A Prayer Series, Day VI
We remember the childhood trek through the store, when mommy and daddy faded from sight. We scurried…
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The Folly of Forgetfulness | A Prayer Series, Day V
The mornings roll together in sleepy familiarity. The routine is consistent, the rhythm the same. But…
