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When Overcome By the One Who Became
I have come from one place, arrived here, and am now in-between here and the place I am going. I wait in my favorite room facing north with a beautiful view, all yellow and blue like Van Gogh’s Starry Night. This artist trusted his life’s work and was not led...
What Letter?
A letter I have been waiting for came in the mail today. I waited to open it ‘til Todd got home, a sort of celebratory thing, you know? He looked through the mail when he walked in and said, “Library of Congress.” I said, “Yeah, kind of feels like I’m a real writer,”...
Concrete and Light for Dark Days
Sometimes I have to be reminded there is no place too hard for grace. Sometimes I have to be reminded how loved we are. Sometimes that’s hard. With all the contrary words and messages, I have to remember to look in before I look out. Looking in is a form of prayer,...