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Trust
A View
From kitchen window broom stands against garage door, askew. What lies beyond the door of this day—off center, all lopsided and cockeyed? I rinse my cup and listen to water rushing from the faucet through my fingers. Cup shines. What can bear a stain? Day unfolds in...
A Walk in the Woods
We hear the music of laughter, we hear rumblings of applause. We hear the shouting and rampage, we hear incessant banter. Only God hears the silent cry. Is it our disagreements over religion that offer solution to a longing heart or the silent cry to God believing...
The Family Cabin
At times in our lives, my sister and I both realized we were a little off course. Our choices didn’t always align with our parents, but we were given a lot of freedom to make our own decisions. On this particular day though, we had chosen our parents’ preferred route...