life

When The Good Things Become Visible

1920 1280 Kaitlin Curtice

M no waben. Mno waben. I held my three year old son in the early morning light, held him in the middle of my room as he stumbled in after…

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Merry and Bright

3872 2592 Sarah Rennicke

We’re chest deep in the Christmas season, yet I don’t feel merry and bright. My head is filled with frantic, stuffed to overload. My brother and sister-in-law are preparing for…

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Awakened

1920 1285 Sarah Rennicke

We are all meant to be. Someone. Something. A flash of light through thick, syrupy darkness. We have been fastened together by dreams and shapes and symphonies, formed in the…

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Peculiar Road

1920 1280 Sarah Rennicke

Peculiar. It is peculiar, how this faith thing works. How in the middle of a hurricane comes a calm. How the twisted turns of life brings out a dependence from…

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When We Pray For Dying Children

2126 1408 Kaitlin Curtice

Last night when I couldn’t sleep, I got up to walk around the house for a few minutes before getting back into bed. I could hear the breathing rhythms of…

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Come To You

1920 1281 Sarah Rennicke

You tell me to come to You. Me, worn and weary, fall into You, and You will give me rest. Just come to You. Simple. Straightforward. Just come.   Am…

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Rolling The Stone Away

1920 1285 Mary Langer Thompson

Five men, a jack, and a dolly are all it takes to lift the monumental block of Thou Shalt Nots, to wheel it away. But the moving crew is impatient.…

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Soft Promise

1920 1280 Sarah Rennicke

It has to be a daily surrender of my life and heart. I am too human and full of a choking selfishness to get through an hour more without turning…

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Greater Strength

1920 1080 Sarah Rennicke

How does forgiveness flow freely from our chest? Out of our heart, granting pardon to another, when our heart has burned in hurt and felt the fire of betrayal? It…

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Forgotten To Remember

1920 1232 Sarah Rennicke

It is terrible to forget. And yet I have. For clusters of months, mounting to a year. Until I found my way, one Sunday, to Cedar Lake Park, the place…

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You First

1920 1280 Sarah Rennicke

The rain is gentle. So are You. Reminding me to come back to my first love. Before the world and all its distortions broke my heart, when I walked with…

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Spark and Steam

1280 849 Sarah Rennicke

Through the hiss of antique silver espresso machine reverberating around the high-windowed room of a downtown café, brick and mortar building, I shrug off the cold. Everything seems to sting…

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