Early impressions are both primitive and primal, and when you ask me which educational experiences impacted me most deeply, my mind immediately pictures myself as about six or seven years old, sitting round-eyed and thirsty in a battered wooden desk under the sharp eyes of “Teacher.” “Teacher,” otherwise known as Louise—since neither she nor […]
Okay, I admit it. College is a whole lot harder than I thought it would be, which translates into, “I am not quite as smart as I always thought I was.” I have been giving my studies my best, and right now that feels like my everything. I worry that maybe I’ll never have time
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In last week’s post, I asked you a question: “What is simple faith? How does one get it and how does one teach it?” You answered me generously, and I thank all who took the time and thought to respond. Here’s what I heard from you: A simple faith is, first and foremost, the result
Dear Readers, I have arrived in Boston, Massachusetts, to attend Sattler College’s inaugural year. There are beautiful parts of this city. I am living in the heart of Boston in the historic Back Bay district. The Charles River is just a five minute walk from our dorms. Just down the street half a mile are
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This article was first published in the Mennonite World Review. *** My dad smells of hay and manure, the soil and the outdoors, spiritually speaking. His relationship with God is a sturdy thing, like coveralls that have hung always in the basement between chorings and are caked with dusty silage. He is a simple
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