Until He Comes It was a cold evening in November. The first snow had fallen during the day, leaving a snow blanket
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Colliding with the Divine We had been told our whole lives that this was hallowed ground–the place where the Holy met Its creation. This place where our ancestors danced before us and where our children’s children will dance after us. This place within the stone circle up on the hill
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“So, This is Christmas” We usher in the New Year today, but on the liturgical calendar it is still Christmastide. What comes to mind when you think of Christmas? Is it carols, presents, and Bing Crosby crooning “White Christmas”? If the connections to Christmas music are particularly strong for you,
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Lights at night are quite a majestic mystery! ‘Lights at night are quite a majestic mystery!’. At least that’s what Benito, an 8-year-old child, thought. Especially when every second day of February his family gathered in the back patio to light a huge fire. Because it is El día de
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For the yoke of their burden The holiday season is a time when true kinship shines and the spaces where our bonds have atrophied into something else show all too starkly. As we choose gifts to share and participate in conversations with our loved ones, our level of connection requires
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Poetry collection Hannah appeals to the case managerI’ll do anything. anything.Please. I’m a good mom already. Please. I can be a great mom.I’ll take your classes or whatever. I can be a mom. Look,can he stay at one of those temporary placesin case they change their mind? They don’t even
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These Days Inspired by Matthew 24:23-35 “Supposedly the old senator is coming through next week; that’s what Mrs. Simpson said she heard at church,” said Amilia as she set out the potatoes she’d brought back from the community garden down the street, one by one on the counter. “Isn’t
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“A Vast Conspiracy of Life” Or, we could tell the story like this: Two thousand years ago, another row of stitches: complete. On a quiet capsule planet in a quiet solar system, here we are in the aftermath of so much interstellar chaos. On a planet brought together by collision,
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I Know You Hear Me, but Are You Listening? Sometimes I stand still, and I look around and peer into the cosmos. A thing of chaotic beauty, and I start to thirst for you. The beauty of creation is a cosmic thirst trap. It draws me in and turns me
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Need a Light? Depression, like the grief that fuels it, is about waiting. So are psych wards. Waiting to be evaluated. Waiting to be admitted. Waiting for a bed. Waiting for meds. Waiting for meds to kick in. Waiting for a shower. Waiting for meals. Waiting for visiting hours to
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