“Faith is stepping out onto a staircase you can’t see,” she said. I scowled at her. “I am not good at that. I hate it, actually.” She grinned back and shrugged. /// The 9 and 10-year-olds clambered up the wall, occasionally hanging from a handhold while their legs kicked around for a foothold. At the…

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I am the mother of two boys and two girls. All four of them are beautiful, in my humble opinion. Girls have been following my oldest son around for quite some time, partly because he’s so darn cute and partly because he’s such a nice kid. My youngest boy demands attention wherever he goes, but…

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We sat around the tables, Bibles open to Romans 8. I usually dread classes on this book because it so often comes across harsh and heavy-handed. But this chapter, soaking up the reassurances of God’s love and His promise to co-opt the bad that happens and bring good out of it. We read verses 31-33.…

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I wouldn’t go as far as this poster does and claim exclusive moral high ground. No one can claim that. I’m more fascinated by the history and trajectory of our political parties portrayed in this. What do you think? Is this accurate?

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