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Sophonie, she scratches words on peach-colored concrete with a sliver of yellow chalk. She points to them and then to herself. "God. Me. Father. Mother." I brim and pull her close. "Yes. God. He's your father and your mother." And He's enough. Jeffrey's fifteen, he...
He fulfills the desire of those who fear him; he also hears their cry and saves them. Psalm 145:19 (ESV) It’s a mysterious and wonderful grace how God plants desires in our hearts we never could have imagined and how those desires are seeds that can grow into gifts...
I've had months to get ready. But I'm not ready. I google "animals in Haiti," "birds in Haiti," "snakes in Haiti." and "Haitian culture." I immerse myself in Flickr'ed blue and red and green and pink gingerbread architecture and cough from dust rising in YouTube...
She’s never been on a date. Looking in the mirror, she tries not to grimace at herself. It’s not that she doesn’t like what she sees; it’s more that, inwardly, it feels like a sin to be dissatisfied. She’s pretty enough to have dated several guys. To have flirted. To...
You have gifts to share. When used well, creativity isn’t just about you. It’s...
I've officially awakened from my tryptophan coma, which means...
All moments funnel into one, swirl faster in eye-blurring fury and...
I see the point of a soft pink triangle that cuts between two pine trees to...
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