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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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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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 World, You look so big and overwhelming to me right now. Some days I feel like I sit at the very top of you with power to grab and swing you by your tail, toss you over my shoulder, and ride. Other days I just want to sit very small, cold, and white in
Rosina Schmucker is one of my favorite bloggers, and I thought it would be nice to introduce her to those of you who haven’t met her yet. She kindly agreed to let me reprint, here on Properties of Light, a post that I love. *** In my last post, I talked about finding strength for
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