The trip back to the garden of delight is always a trip back to sanctuary.
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don’t toy with this girl
I wouldn’t call her a survivor. I would call her an overcomer, which is what God would call her too
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just enough is plenty
We may have set a place for angels, as Abraham did. More likely and better still, we have shared our table with the sons and daughters of God
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the day Santa died
Although St. Nicholas had rich parents and my dad had poor ones, both of them were gracious, righteous men, generous to a fault. I know good came to them and that they are and will be remembered that way. And I know I want to be such a man.
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all in the family
Our Thanksgiving was not what the Pilgrims had in mind, but I wouldn’t trade their life for mine.
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of apple butter and bookstores
I still remember the smell of old books and new books and real books. But after a couple of days I would start pestering my mom to let me go to her cousin Walt’s farm, where the enticements were even greater.
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too numerous to mention
All of us can say we’re sorry. With Michael, you never doubt it’s true. This sensitivity can cause problems for a boy. But in a man it is a rare treasure.
Read more(re)collections on God’s faithfulness
I’ve been blogging now over nine years, and am planning to pull together some collections of these essays as small paperbacks that could be shared with others. I’ve outlined them here, and welcome your feedback on which ones you might find helpful or interesting.
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rules of the road
Discovering delight is the flip side of staying alert, but it’s much more fun. It is without question the First Rule. Every pilgrim is looking for a miracle.
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January 28, 2012

on dying well
We have a lot yet to learn. But we are determined to learn it, and to extend grace with calmness and certitude in our final hours.
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