When London Taught Me About Endings

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There are beginnings and there are endings. I was home alone with our 6-month-old, Leo. It was a dark January night, cold and wet, the kind of night that calls for a hot drink and a …

All I Needed to Know about Life I Learned Playing Solitaire

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I know, I know -- playing solitaire is a time-waster, a filler, mindless self-entertainment, I can hear you shaking your heads in mild disgust clear across the internet However, I beg to differ. Just for a …

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February 12 2015

Telling a Relatable Story

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The worship practice had wrapped up and the couples who had invited us to grab some food after extended their invitation once again. Even though it was late and I was tired, I nodded at …

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February 11 2015

Miracle on Via Luigi Rizzo

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[Last month, I shared the first part of this story, about when God brought me to Italy to perish. You can read it here.] After a summer clinging to the kind of faith that leaps oceans, …

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February 10 2015

The Most Minimal of Films-Locke

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For those of you who don’t know the Sundance Film Festival has been held every year in Park City, Utah since 1985. Started by Robert Redford, it is now the premiere film festival in the …

Confession of a Bleeding-Heart, Utterly Useless White Ally

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My friend’s baby is a beautiful boy; he’s got enough cheeks to fill your whole heart. At two months old, he makes an almost frightened look at the camera like, “What in the world are …

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