“I love, therefore I am vulnerable.” ― Madeleine L’Engle, Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art Yesterday morning, as the children’s pastor shared from Psalm 119, I felt tears well up. She simply spoke the uncanny truth I’d been slowly realizing for months: “The word of God,” she said, “…is a miracle.” It was the weight of the statement,
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Every time I go to a journalism class, invited by some guy at NYU or Columbia, after the class is over, and I’m about to leave to go to dinner somewhere, somebody comes up to me. “Mr. Talese, can I have your address? I’d like to write to you.” I say, “Listen, I’m here now to talk to you, but I’m
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“Untilled soil, however fertile it may be, will bear thistles and thorns; and so it is with man’s mind.” –St. Teresa of Avila “Rain is grace; rain is the sky condescending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.” –John Updike The rain’s returned. Out the window, trees bend in submission. The maple seeds twirling in the wind
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Dear Strong Christian, How much I’d like to fight with you. But I suppose the truth is, I’m not that concerned. I know you’ll be fine in time, when life does its work and then God does his. I don’t need you to agree with me, and I don’t care about disagreement. I’m not sure what happened, but when did
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I had a dream a while back that won’t let me forget it. Truth is, I’ve been running from it. It was one of those vivid disturbing dreams, and for no apparent reason other than its scary lifelikeness in smashing technicolor. The brightness of the whole thing is its strongest impression, even these several weeks that have passed. A lamp
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