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Nothing ever prepares me for the breathtaking beauty of a sky right before dawn. Even as the January wind causes me to pull my robe more ...

Having expectations is a normal part of life. It is impossible not to look forward to something happening, unless one is deeply depressed. ...

Death and dying seem to constitute most of the prayer requests I hear these days, causing me to wonder exactly what it is I am supposed to ...

Just as something important was about to happen in my dream, my alarm went off leaving me with unanswered questions. Was I riding in a la...

I could sit here all day, looking out this window at the lichen-covered branches casting shadows on the lawn. The glitter of frost colors t...

The stillness of the fog wraps itself around me; a gray day, with all the Christmas worn off. Looking up at the cottony white sky through...

I have thought better than to copy and paste my recent Christmas letter in this blog for two reasons: 1) There is family information that w...