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Now and then my job allows me to read or tell stories to children.

I’ve thought a lot about God’s covenant promises since becoming a grandmother six years ago.

If I were an atheist (you’ll be pleased to know I am not), I would scan my fellow lumps of biomass and conclude, “Human life

have a friend with whom I hesitate to be seen.

. . .

An epiphany is a burglary in progress.

On a snow-covered hill, when I was in junior high, my life flashed before my eyes. In the brilliance, I caught a glimpse of God.

It was an 80-degree Saturday in the beginning of May—unseasonably warm for Wisconsin—and I was stuck at work.

I have a Picasso on my bedroom wall—a cheap print of a Picasso, that is.

Lately I’ve begun to notice a pattern in my life. It’s one that I’m excited about and increasingly anticipate. Why?

As I write there is a weeklong event taking place in England called “Slow Down London.” It is a protest of sorts against that

I muffle my cries in the pillow so my children will not hear me: “Jesus, Jesus, Lord, please help me!”

It is early yet,
only the first inning,
and he stands so tall and sure.
He’s a lefty
with confident eyes,
and he w

I’ve sunk deeper into our home lately.

Bowling was not my first choice.

Recently my family sifted through objects from the past and the memories they inspired while cleaning out a sway-backed old horse barn

The first Wednesday in Lent never fails to catch me by surprise.

In August 2007 the Lord said to my family, “Leave your friends and country and go to the land I will show you.

Listen, Dad,
God sees you, he knows what’s happened,
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According to legend, the Chinese Emperor Shen Nung, considered to be the father of Chinese agriculture, discovered tea accidentally one d

Everything I know about church planting I learned from my father.

Come to a space that you choose to be your place of solitude—at least for the span of a day.

My bookshelves contain numerous volumes about contemplative life and spirituality—books on the desert fathers, on famous or obscure