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Reconciliation

Introduction So we do not lose heart, though our outer nature is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed every day. (2 Cor. 4:16)  I come from a religious tradition that does not celebrate…

Grief

She had begun falling asleep at odd moments—not when she was sitting in a chair, reading a book, or anything like that—but rather when she was doing things that ordinarily kept a person awake, like…

A Little Love Story

For a Mormon boy steeped in the taboos of religious purity and small town morality, nothing is so frightening yet so inviting as the wedding day. It was early morning, the first of September. From…

Nothing Holy: A Different Perspective of Israel

For the first nineteen years of my life I defined myself as a Christian Palestinian-Israeli-Arab. I inherited this religious-racial-political affiliation in several ways. Culturally and linguistically I am an Arab. My family’s Chris tian Arab…

Abandoned Farmyard, November

Today I saw near a barn 
the bed and crossbar of an old hayrack, 
sunk into earth like the hull of a boat, 
a dying thistle bloom grown out