Tag: hope

  • A Repudiation of Christ

    A Repudiation of Christ

      I once preached a Sunday morning message at a church in Lumberton, North Carolina.  The pastor had reached out to me while I was working as an editorial writer at the FayObserver in Fayetteville. He had read my book - Where's Your Jesus Now?[..]
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  • There’s a Choice We are Making

    There’s a Choice We are Making

      My granddaughter had not yet woken up from her morning nap. Her mother wanted to go for a run but needed to wait for the baby to finish her nap first. "Why don't you wake her up?" I asked. "Because she will be crabby,"[..]
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  • My Confession

    My Confession

    Twitter is not going to shut him down. Not for the love of God, man or country. So it is going to be up to the rest of us. We the people. We are the engine that drives Twitter. Without us, there is no platform.[..]
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  • If Wishes Were Horses…

    If Wishes Were Horses…

    There are times when grief feels selfish. Today for instance, on the seventh anniversary of my mother's passing. It feels like an act of selfishness to even admit that I associate the holidays with her death, and that such an association leaves me feeling conflicted.[..]
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  • Embrace One Another

    Embrace One Another

    Her back was turned to me. I couldn't see her face, didn't recognize her voice. She spoke haltingly, in a library voice, next to a sign warning that conversations at the window could not be guaranteed to be private. I could hear only enough to[..]
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  • Hemingway’s Superstitions

    Hemingway’s Superstitions

      [caption id="attachment_4645" align="aligncenter" width="836"] Hemingway[/caption]   Hemingway's love of cats is well-documented. It is said that he had nearly 60 cats at Finca, his Cuban home. Visit Key West and you are likely to encounter some of the six-toed descendants of Hemingway's cats. The[..]
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  • Choosing the Simple Way

    Choosing the Simple Way

    I've had a good life, and was born to and among people I've admired and loved. - Wendell Berry   I happened upon this gravestone at a church yard in Tennessee recently. I was there to pay my respects to a beloved uncle who had[..]
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  • A Woman of Bleak Faith

    A Woman of Bleak Faith

      Shortly after Mama died, I abandoned my position as a "Christian Blogger." Now I mostly refer to myself as a woman of bleak faith. I didn't leave my position as a Christian writer because I was angry at God. I wasn't. Mama's dying silenced[..]
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  • An Easter Prayer for Us All

    An Easter Prayer for Us All

    It is 7:30 a.m. on Easter Day.  I am in a hotel in The Dalles, Oregon. Typically, we'd be preparing for church services on this Easter morning, but Tim had prom last night. Our family celebrated our Easter with family last weekend when we were[..]
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