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A simple Sunday morning (some thoughts on dreams and this moment)
Down the street a chorus of chickens cluck their throaty calls. Next door the rain runs off our neighbor’s gutter from the place where there’s no downspout and splashes into a muddy puddle. Out back...
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On the weirdness of where we’ve been & why we’re hungry for more grace
It’s late at night for me to think about writing, let alone do it, but when Lala tells me flat out that she doesn’t plan to sleep in tomorrow morning, and I start feeling itchy with all I haven’t...
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Sounds of silence
During days I once slowed to listen for hidden sounds, to take in contrast of chaos against calm, pressing needs against what simply is without me, things for which I’ve no responsibility. I’d trained...
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My first ever guest post on the blog (by my 12-year-old daughter) and the...
{And the winner of “Playdates with God: Having a Childlike Faith in a Grown-Up World” is…LORI HARRIS!} Today my daughter, “Sici” (nickname pronounced “See-See”) writes about what it means for her to...
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Five Minute Friday: Notice
November 20, 2014. I am marking last night as one of the times in my life when I felt the earth shift, the internal structures of my heart made utterly NEW. This is years of process — this rejecting...
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Christmas is for the broken
Every year I need to remind myself in the season of waiting that Advent is not truly the forced-happy and frantic countdown to Christmas that I can sometimes make it. Advent is anticipation and...
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