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Erin Wasinger

Definitely a June apple

Definitely a June apple 150 150 Erin Wasinger

I’m in a season, kind of always, of asking what’s next, and am I doing what God would like me to do, and am I becoming the woman God wants…

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A time to pluck up what’s planted

A time to pluck up what’s planted 150 150 Erin Wasinger

For every season of endlessly similar Thursdays after Wednesdays after Tuesdays, there’s an end. Nothing lasts forever; Solomon said. That which seems to never end is only my own fear…

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Lighting candles, praying for sidewalks

Lighting candles, praying for sidewalks 150 150 Erin Wasinger

I lit a few thrift-store votive jars tonight at dinner. “God, thanks for these candles, which remind us that though today is pretty ordinary, it’s actually a holy thing, all…

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My white kids with their backpacks

My white kids with their backpacks 150 150 Erin Wasinger

Catholic grade school, mid 1990s. We were prepping for a field trip to a metro art museum: stay with your chaperone; be on your best behavior. And “When you see…

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