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In Thin Places With God
According to Celtic Christianity, ‘thin places’ are moments or locations where God’s presence seems intensely close and reachable. They are places where it seems as though the boundary between heaven and earth has become somehow porous. Thin places are where heaven and earth seem to meet. In a strictly physical sense, I liken this feeling…
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What Makes a Home {and a Blogging Home}?
Today, I remembered the day our daughter and her family moved back to the USA, which was several years ago. They kept their house here in Italy, so in the beginning we had to go there frequently. We had to empty the fridge, close windows, and tidy things up. Then we went upstairs to strip…
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Why Am I Here?
That’s a question I often ask myself. Not ‘Why am I here on this earth?” No, that question was answered years ago, many years ago at this point, when Christ entered my heart. I was created because He wanted me to be. Just as He wanted you and every piece of creation. He loved us…
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The God of Reckless Abandon
They said we were crazy — and we probably were. But we’ve got a story to tell. It was May 1989, 37 years ago, when we embarked on this crazy adventure, a craziness that has only intensified over the years. “It’ll never work”, they told us. “Don’t do it! It’s crazy, insane. You’ve got to…
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Springing Forward, Bouncing Back, and an Amazing Gift
Our Spring time change is scheduled for the last weekend of March, despite rumors circulating about canceling it. I don’t understand why they insist on doing it or why they call it “moving forward.” Losing an hour of sleep never makes me feel like I’m springing ahead. My biological clock really struggles to adjust, leaving…
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Never an Orphan
Growing up, I believed myself to be an orphan—unwanted and abandoned by my “real family.” I imagine many kids have such thoughts, possibly influenced by books or movies. But in my case they came from my own family and friends. “Is Sheila adopted?” family friends would ask. “She doesn’t look like anyone in the family.”…