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23 Mar, 2015

Listen, Look Up, and Love

God hears his children. And we ask for things endlessly. We send requests up with crossed fingers and hopeful hearts. It's a good thing that we rejoice when we see that he has listened. We may believe that he inclines his ear to listen. We may even be delighted when we see that he does. But do we realize that it is more than our voice that needs to be heard?…
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23 Feb, 2015

How I Learned To Love Love Stories

I’ve never been crazy about love stories. I’m thinking here of the Victorian sort, where Character A falls in love with Character B but, due to a series of mislaid letters and misinterpreted glances, does not declare said affections until 300 pages have elapsed and I have lost interest. The heroines in these stories always seemed to be losing their bloom and having it restored by . . .
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22 Jan, 2015

Imago Dei: Bringing the Gospel Into Conflict With a Culture of Death

January 22, 1973. This is a day that should live in infamy in our history. It’s a day that I pray will soon be remembered with the same shuddering with which we remember the events of the Holocaust. On this day, the US Supreme Court established the “freedom” to end a pregnancy with abortion at any time, for virtually any reason. Since then, abortion has destroyed upwards of 55 million lives in the US alone. That’s over 1 million lives ended each year...
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15 Jan, 2015

Washed Away

Since childhood, the compulsion to wash my hands constantly throughout the day, whether they were dirty or not, plagued me. I can trace the habit's genesis back to the time of my parents' separation when I was ten. In the midst of an emotional maelstrom, hearing two sides of a sad story, and feeling torn right down the middle, I experienced a loss of security and sense of control. I'm no psychologist, but I believe my subconscious was searching for a way to regain some of that control. I couldn't clean up the mess in my life, but I could clean my hands. And I did. I scrubbed them until they cracked and bled...
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