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Isn’t It Always the Small Things?
A lone gunman ends countless lives. One rebel group terrorizes a dozen powerful nations. A single decision derails a solid life. One mosquito alters a generation. A lone family member detonates an emotional explosion, rewriting a family’s story. One wish from a dying boy unites a planet. A cancer-laden cell. A missing chromosome. A wandering …[ read more ]
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The Crime Blotter of My Internal Soul
There was a time for me when avoiding sin seemed a fairly simple prospect. When I was young, I thought I could protect myself from most sin by avoiding bars, bad company and back seats. No problem. Not my scene anyway. Then I grew up and discovered something about sin. Like the voiceover for the …[ read more ]
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We’ve All Been to Chappaquiddick
Another well-known public figure dies and once again, God reminds us why He alone is qualified to judge a life. I do not know the state of Senator Ted Kennedy’s soul. It is not my place to know nor is it my desire to speculate. The reporting on his life, however, can serve as a …[ read more ]
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A Stone’s Throw From Help
So, this morning I was thinking about how we all love the story about Jesus defending the adulterous woman who was about to be stoned by the self-righteous crowd. Remember that story? There she is, standing alone (despite the fact that she couldn’t have committed adultery alone) and the crowd is ready to put her …[ read more ]
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A Bad Diagnosis
My husband and I love watching House. That’s the medical drama about the damaged but brilliant doctor who solves medical mysteries that elude other doctors. He is usually the last hope for his patients and because of that, unlike other medical shows where a patient is devastated to receive a dire diagnosis; these patients welcome …[ read more ]