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The warm sun and crunchy snow are small but welcome comforts. Everything is crisp today – the blue of the sky, the shadows of the trees, the edge of the w...

A simple “be it unto me” is not easy when God’s will is not birth but death. As I sang the carols at our Christmas Eve service last night, I r...

Having a garden helps me understand God. This morning I planted bulbs. It was four degrees when I went outside, but the sun was shining and stirring up the swee...

There was a certain comfort in the rainy November Monday. It was a sharing of sympathies. She let herself dissolve in its greyness. Later on, at home, she would...

The leaves blew backwards in furious circles of suspended time. We walked in their midst, enclosed by the wind in a night created just for us. The moonlight was...