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Here we are at Holy Week, the week where we had alot of hopes, and those hopes died. The week where the societal change we believed was being birthed, suddenly was aborted. What is so holy about this week? What makes this week so special? Why do Christians look towards this season with both sorrow…
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I was four years old the first time I saw a miracle. While playing in the front room with the blue blinds raised up, letting the mid morning light stream in through the windows, I peered outside to see a fawn curled up on the sidewalk against the brick wall right below me. She was…
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Rhapsody: an instrumental composition irregular in form and suggestive of improvisation. 2. an ecstatic expression of feeling or enthusiasm. 3. an epic poem, or a part of such a poem, as a book of the Iliad, suitable for recitation at one time. My time on Saba was surprising; surprisingly good and surprisingly awful. Each day in…
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I slammed on the brakes in response to an abrupt stop ahead of me, tires skidding in the rain to a halt just shy of the bumper. I knew I should have replaced the brakes last week!!!! But three toddlers make it quite difficult to schedule appointments of any kind. Car trouble will just have to…
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“There is no try. You do, or do not.” -Yoda, from The Empire Strikes Back Wow, Summer is finished! Anyone else feel like it flew by in about three winks? We had a lot going on, the finish of my husband’s first semester in medical school, a visit from my aunt whom we lovingly refer to…
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I never thought much about the phrase “calm before the storm” until about a week ago. I had heard rumors of a hurricane gathering strength in the Atlantic Ocean, but I figured it would ignore us. Harvey had just hit Texas, how could there be another one so close? Each day brought uncomfortable updates until…
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The air was hot with excitement. Even the breeze carried the energy of what was taking place. While straightening my tribal print dress, a friend whisked me into one of the classroom Labs acting as a dressing room for the evening. Phallic plastic molds and IV practice stations greeted me as I looked around the…
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Places are a lot like people; you lean into the good parts and forgive the bad. This is a continual posture, not a sanction. I think of this as bowing down, not in worship, but in a choice to honor with grace. I am not interested in hierarchy, or teaching this place or person a…
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Kelsi Folsom 