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Our Good Gifts

“That you can see these things when she plays is a gift. Never try to become its master, but serve it. Allow [the gift] to be what the Maker meant it to be.” (Nia Igiby, The Wingfeather Saga) The C written atop my first college English paper dumbfounded me. After recovering from the shell shock…

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Be a Nathan

I am a mental health therapist by training. In this role, I’ve had all kinds of difficult conversations because they come with the territory. However, in my personal life, I haven’t had many opportunities (or maybe I’ve just been too scared?) to engage in intense confrontation with a friend. I don’t mean the type of…

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Where Is Your Allegiance?

I hate the two-faced, but I love your clear-cut revelation. You’re my place of quiet retreat; I wait for your Word to renew me. Get out of my life, evildoers, so I can keep my God’s commands. Take my side as you promised; I’ll live then for sure. Don’t disappoint all my grand hopes. Stick…

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Who Will We Follow?

“In those days there was no king in Israel; everyone did what was right in his own eyes.” (Judg. 21:25 CSB) Some passages in the Bible are difficult to read. Laws that seem to justify slavery and stories of daughters who sleep with their fathers (Gen. 19:30-38) aren’t my favorite, but the story in Judges…

All That God Has Done
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All That God Has Done

It started with a box of letters from Togo, West Africa. During a cross-country visit to see my husband’s family, my husband’s aunt, Shirley Cropsey, told me that someday, she wanted to write a book. During the 1980s and ’90s, when her family had been medical missionaries in Togo, West Africa, she sent hundreds and…