The third person comforts and hides. Like running for shelter during a storm, I feel safer when I substitute words like “she” and “him” for you and me. But I’m…
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Faith is something that’s been on my mind a lot lately. Truthfully, it makes me uncomfortable and a little bit wary. I’m never sure I have enough of…
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“Are they savages? I mean…do they have religion?” These were questions fielded in my direction when discussing my recent travels. I am at a loss to answer. I hesitate, “What do you…
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When I got the call from my Dad last week I knew it was serious. They were taking my grandma to the emergency room. I had just seen her…