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September 27, 2018

I'm jealous of a toddler. He's playing outside my window at the library with complete and bold abandon. Frocked in his corduroys, black Nikes and fire engine sweatshirt, he's chasing the local ducks over hills and through splashy puddles. And he DOES NOT CARE even one...

September 19, 2018

Follow you?

Trust you?

What does that even mean?

When life is askew

and the future unseen?

When all turns are dark

And shadows assail

Confusion hangs heavy

And faith seems to fail?

It makes more sense

To research and try

To figure it out

Answer all the whys.

Surely God meets me

As I...

September 6, 2018

Our community is weathering the sudden and devastating loss of a vibrant young man, and we're all trying to learn what life looks like in the face of such a tragic loss. People are hurting and asking questions about life, about purpose, and about why God would let some...

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