The ________ of Control

I’m honestly tired of reading articles and reflections about this spread of a deadly virus. I’m even tired of writing them. But here we are, me writing another.  I think I’m tired of it because I’m tired of thinking about it. I’m tired of it taking up space in our hearts, robbing us of time […]

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The Dangerous Hypothetical

I wonder what it was like to be a hand-selected part of the twelve.  No, not that twelve. The twelve before them: the spies sent to the Promised Land.  I think I would’ve been excited. I mean this is it: the end of the whole journey, the promise that parents lull their children to sleep with, […]

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The Point of Morning Worship

One number. Line. Two numbers. Line. Two numbers.  I hesitated before I drew the box. I hadn’t chosen a Biblical chapter yet. Both paths felt like dead ends. Option One had lofty words about children and enemies and dominion. Option Two had a stale plot line that prevented me from getting to the good stuff. […]

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