I sit in a departure lounge of Logan International Airport—late, late. Boston’s winter weather is chancy, and today—flying home for a visit—I drew the wrong straw. The lounge is empty except for me, but at the bar across the hallway a bartender with the dropped-r accent of a Bostonian chats with his customers. The male […]
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When I was a little girl, nighttime shadows were large around me, and I imagined spirits and demons against the wall. Bible passages and revival meeting preachers had painted vivid pictures in my mind of the horrors of hell, and I was afraid of dying and going there. I did not know how to be a
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I promised six weeks ago that I would make a practice of doing a round-up every six weeks of things I loved from that period. Looks like it’s that time, so here goes! This week, I recommend: Boston Philharmonic: Okay, so I didn’t actually love the Boston Philharmonic that much, but my friends loved it,
I sat behind her in the shuttle on the hour-and-a-half ride from Eau Claire to the Minneapolis airport. I was on my way back to Boston after a Thanksgiving spent with my family, she and her husband on their way back to New York after Thanksgiving with his. She was originally from Mexico and carried
It’s Thanksgiving, and I am home for a short but rich holiday with family, lots of food, and good friends. God has blessed me abundantly, and at times like this, it comes naturally to say thank you. I’ve never known real want, though, so it is easy for me to take all this richness for granted.
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