Ava Joy arrived November 28, my seventh “nibling.” I have two nephews and five nieces now. Ava came in a tearing hurry. Her dad had to speed like mad to get to the birth center on time. Ava was born 5 minutes–5 minutes!–after they got there. After Ava had shot into the world, Ava’s dad […]
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Words are not objects exactly, but people perhaps. Children, reflections of me. Laugh, skip, sing, jump, joy pour word on word then mist through wild entwining rivers rushing and roaring through acres of time. Words are not objects exactly. Pluck words from the air twirl on a finger, arrange on a page. Hard fast hard
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Last week, guest blogger Rosanna Brubacker wrote about domestic abuse, specifically abuse that goes on in conservative Anabaptist circles. We were both astounded by the large readership that one post gained and happy for the positive responses. Obviously, the reality of abuse and how to deal with it is a needed subject in conservative Mennonite
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I think I sensed it before I got out of bed this morning: a certain happiness, a lightness in my spirit like the light peeking through the edges of my closed blind. I got up, opened the blind. The room flooded with white light. Snow on the ground! So that was it. I am always
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Today’s post is from Rosanna Brubacker, who blogs at Thyme On My Path: “Mary!” Ben yelled. “Get downstairs and check your soup! It’s boiling over! How dumb can you be? Don’t you know that you just don’t walk off when you’re cooking? Hurry!” “I’m coming.” Mary called back. Quickly she scooped little Jerry from the
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