Open-Hearted and OPen-Handed
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Open-Hearted and Open-Handed

Blinking several times as we emerged into the bright noonday sun, Samantha and I were contemplative as we processed the meeting we’d just had with a printer and the myriad details we’d learned about printing the international cookbook Sam had been dreaming about for months. My friend Sam is first and foremost a bridge-builder. She…

The Courage to Ask for Help
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Designed to Need Help

My husband gently shook my arm, and I opened my sleepy eyes. It took a minute to focus and process what I saw outside the car window. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought I was still dreaming. It looked as if we had been transported back in time and across the ocean….

How to Be a Lighthouse
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How to Be a Lighthouse

This story begins last year, the year of the novel coronavirus and racial awakenings and climate change prophecies that have marked all of us. On a summer day in our Texas town, with the heat so intense the locals call it “hair dryer weather,” I made a decision to purchase a Black Lives Matter yard…

How Deeply He Loves Us
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How Deeply He Loves Us

From the time they were little more than infants, both of my daughters adopted security blankets which went with them everywhere, from bed to the grocery store to Chick-fil-A. My oldest girl’s attempts to say “blankie” came out more like “blank-on-nee,” which eventually evolved into “Connie,” thereby ensuring that in our home, all blankets would…