Tuesday , 27 September 2016
  • School Started

    I was talking to a good friend the other day, verbally processing the last few weeks.

  • 125 Years

    I would drive past that little white clapboard church every morning on my way to work.

  • When Hide-and-Seek Becomes Here I Am

    We find some clever ways to disguise our indiscretions and downplay our inadequacies, hoping God will move along without taking a discriminating look.

  • Hiding

    I am really good at hiding. You may not know this when first meeting me, but I’ve been hiding my whole life.

  • Name Them One by One

    It was a brisk spring day on my college campus as I trudged alongside two of my best friends to the dining hall.

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