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The Space Between Us
by Claire De Boer Share on Facebook Retweet this We say hello and goodbye in less than two hours. The location is an eighteenth century pub in Northern England. It’s our first meeting in over a decade....
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When God is Like a Big, Fluffy Towel
by Michele Morin Share on Facebook Retweet this Standing at the water’s edge with the big fluffy towel is one of the perks of being Gram. I can wrap Raymond from head to toe in warmth and snuggle him...
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Grace in Unexpected Spaces
by Nicole Joshua Share on Facebook Retweet this “Grace is God’s undeserved favour towards us, unearned and undeserved; by grace God forgives our sins, enlightens our minds, stirs our hearts, and...
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A Band of Sisters
by sheloves Share on Facebook Retweet this By Joy Howard | Twitter: @DrJoyAJHoward In 1841, a young woman in Boston named Julia Foote dreamed that God handed her a scroll that authorized her to preach...
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When You Really, Really Need an Angel
by Esther Emery Share on Facebook Retweet this “There is a secret medicine, given only to those who hurt so hard they can’t hope. The hopers would feel slighted, if they knew.” —Rumi For two weeks,...
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The Day He Asked Her to Dinner
by Helen Burns My husband John was passing through an airport when a bright yellow card with “sunshine” on it drew his attention. It reminded him of our eldest daughter, whose middle name is Sunshine....
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Choosing to Trust God Again (And Again)
by Helen Burns Sometimes something so very ordinary can speak to my heart in a very extraordinary way. This happened for me once again this morning as I washed and blow-dried my hair. Because I am a...
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Light Heals
by Kathy Escobar I remember the first time I told my real story out loud to a friend. I was shaking. I was crying. I felt sick to my stomach. I didn’t want to say it out loud. I didn’t want anyone to...
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I Need a Mother God
by Idelette McVicker Right now, I need a Mother God. I have three, four, maybe even five mothers. One birthed me, raised me and gave me a place of Love from which I could be released into the world....
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On Dahlias, Joni Mitchell, and Dad
by Daniela Schwartz When I was 15, I found myself living in a temporary situation. I’d left home and my future looked scary. I had an apprenticeship at a hair salon, but at minimum wage, I could not...
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An Advent Prayer
by Diana Trautwein Pausing to Say, “Thank You,” and “You’re Welcome!” We’re halfway there, Lord. Halfway. We’re walking through this season of waiting we call Advent, this season filled with songs in a...
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I Wanted a God Moment, I Got Granola
by Megan Gahan “Everything in here is for you.” She gestured to the large wooden crate resting on the rustic island. My eyes widened as I peeked inside. Wrapped in brown paper was a freshly baked loaf...
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Marriage: Beyond the Toothpaste Cap
by Megan Gahan The pastor assigned to conduct our pre-marital counselling tilted back in his seat and smiled wryly at us. He must have known, looking at our young, eager faces. How very unprepared we...
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A Wide Believing
by Diana Trautwein “If I could ask anything of us, this ragged band of us looking for a way home, crossing the Jordan River, it would be to believe wider for each other.” —Hilary Yancey, Forgiving God:...
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For the Storyholders
by Megan Gahan I sit across from a woman I have just met. Several of us have gathered in a coffee shop on the other side of the country, all attendees of a large writing conference. A few have known...
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Jesus, Dig Me Out of These Weeds
by sheloves By Anika Ortiz | Instagram: @anikacortiz Since we live near rivers, my husband, Matt, thought having a canoe sounded lovely. I agreed. Just not this one! The holes in the hull confirmed my...
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As the Father of Daughters
by sheloves by John Blase | @johnblase Some play this phrase like a card in the wake of injustices to blur their sin of not honoring all women. But this was never to be a game. For some of us those...
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Casserole Not Required
by Megan Gahan He showed up mere hours after finding out what happened. It was Easter Sunday. The sun had already set, sealing what had officially been the worst 24 hours of our lives. I saw his...
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Jesus, Dig Me Out of These Weeds
by sheloves By Anika Ortiz | Instagram: @anikacortiz Since we live near rivers, my husband, Matt, thought having a canoe sounded lovely. I agreed. Just not this one! The holes in the hull confirmed my...
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As the Father of Daughters
by sheloves by John Blase | @johnblase Some play this phrase like a card in the wake of injustices to blur their sin of not honoring all women. But this was never to be a game. For some of us those...
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