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A reader from Ontario sent this picture and quote, and said if I wanted to, I could share them with you. I wanted to. So I did.
A reader from Ontario sent this picture and quote, and said if I wanted to, I could share them with you. I wanted to. So I did.
Because I am interested in history—and particularly the history of oppressed people groups—my ears always perk when my friend and fellow writer Shel Pais starts talking about his dad, a Holocaust survivor. “His story is part of who I am today,” Shel wrote to me once. In this post, he’s agreed to share part of
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Well, as life goes, I’ve been swept up and whisked away again. I missed posting last week altogether—but busy or no, I’ve had a good two weeks. I am slowly acclimating to the life of a student, and even working in—at a scaled-back level—some of my own writing projects. Today…ahem…I begin a new tradition. Every
I clasp the hands of God, Then break away to run shrieking Across the fields of Rusk County. He catches me easily, And we laugh. He holds me tight As I struggle against his arms. Tossing me across his shoulders, We watch the setting sun. “Please, God, could we, If it works with
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When I talk to my friends about my experiences at Sattler College, they are often surprised by the details. “You mean there are only twenty-two students?” “You mean there are other Mennonites there?” I’ve realized, because of those conversations, that I haven’t given either my friends or my blog readers a very accurate picture of
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