River Wash

“I want men everywhere to lift up holy hands in prayer….” (I Timothy 2:8) Jacqueline’s hands are dirty, but she doesn’t care. She is four, with river sand plastered to playful fingers; she’s dug a hole, carved a space in mushy soil. It is Sunday, without stiff shoes or hardwood pews. The stream catches our […]

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Shoulder Width

“I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within my breast.” (Psalm 22:14) Sometimes major characters consume the stage, their every word pivotal to the unfolding narrative. However, to remind us that ordinary folk are also essential to the story line, […]

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