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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...
A few years ago, I led worship on a retreat for a room full of seminary wives and students. Even though we were from all over the world, we had Jesus in common. We also had a need for rest and refreshment. My Northern Irish friend shipped her mom across the pond as...
On Thursday nights, our core team gathers to eat and plan and pray and dream...
Ours is a t-shirt and flip-flops sort of church, so I can get away with...
On Guilt: "It is about as hard to absolve yourself of your own guilt as it is...
We all have mundane moments. You know, the ones that are boring and barely...
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