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The Grandmothers (An Advent Narrative)

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One by one, the grandmothers filed into the room. Nearby, the new parents had collapsed exhausted on the cold stone ground. The man was propped up on a pile of hay, his arm and part of his robe wrapped protectively

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Sense-Making in a World that Makes No Sense

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I seek out patterns in things. I seek to replicate the good, or to avoid the bad. Right now I see a horrific pattern of death among the people I know. Physical death: loved ones losing loved ones. In October,

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The Prophets of Old Town

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Back in July, I entered a creative writing contest sponsored by the Lansing State Journal. I did¬†not win, but I liked the story enough that I figured I’d share it. For the record, the restriction was that the story (or

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Every once in a while, I write a poem worth sharing.

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Dedicated to my friends who feel the waters lapping at their feet. Also, if you don’t understand it, go read Exodus 14. These salted waves lap up against the shore. A small crab scuttles past. Bitter, I frown. They say

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We’re Getting There.

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This election season has been rough, even for those of us who try to stay apolitical. In historical perspective, maybe it’s not all that bad; we’re not in the midst of a civil war, for example. But still, it feels

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Little Sausage Fingers (An Advent Narrative)

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He was most looking forward to seeing the stars. It had been some time since he had walked the Earth, and they had always been his favorite sight, the vast multitude of light that overcame the expanse of darkness of

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Defying the Dark: A Thanksgiving Prayer

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You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies Psalm 23:5a It was a sunny, balmy October Sunday. About a hundred of us filled the wooden pews of a small church in Nashville, reflecting on the creative

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The Darkness and the Glory

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“We rented a room,” she said. Her voice cut across the table, cut through the banal conversations, commanding attention. Maybe five minutes earlier, they had been brought into the Commons at work, where Sales and Marketing were having a potluck.

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Courage and Creativity in a Delorean

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Given that tomorrow is Back to the Future Day, it was only natural to spend my evening rewatching the first movie in order to jump straight in to Part II tomorrow night. I’ve seen the trilogy¬†about a billion times, of

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The Strengthening Feast and the Famine Ahead

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The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. I woke up at 3:30 this morning, momentarily confused by where I was. For the first time in a week I was finally back in my own

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