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The pre-spring afternoon was warm, layered in pollen, and begging me to go to the beach. But instead, I sit on my couch watching the sparrow play in our front yard, with the dryer drowning out the singing birds outside. I pass the time by working my way through Ann...
Our house is quiet. Sometimes it's a lonely "waiting for adoption" sort of quiet, but most of the time it's a soothing quiet. And I soak it up. Just the other day, I spent nearly four hours in consecutive silence. It was heart-binding. It was immense. It was...
There's this conviction that's drilling deep down within me. And it's slow. But it's steady. And it just sinks and settles. And this conviction is that life is a gift—an opportunity. I'm not talking about a wimpish and half-hearted fling-the-dart-towards-the-target...
On Thursday nights, our core team gathers to eat and plan and pray and dream about launching a second campus of our congregation. It's the one meeting of my week that I'm not responsible for—the one church meeting that I can just attend. And I get to attend as the...
Ours is a t-shirt and flip-flops sort of church, so I can get away with...
We all have mundane moments. You know, the ones that are boring and barely...
I should probably confess that prayer is one of the most difficult of all the...
I've noticed in my life that sometimes I don't enter conflicts well. Even if I...
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