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When the Traffic Stop Isn’t About the Fog Lamps
We had just finished dinner last night with a few college students—laughs, tri-tip, prayer, and talk about fall semester plans. One of them, Emma, rode with us. And…
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When Love Sits on the Exam Table
It started with a few sniffles. But by the time we got to the doctor, Sophia had a full-blown sinus infection, an abscess behind her tonsil, and conjunctivitis…
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The First Shall Be Last
I never did drugs. Never slept around. I was the one who stayed after youth group to help stack chairs. The kid who gave the right answers in…
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The Pen That Still Waits
I’m an encourager. It’s how God made me. My study Bible says the Greek word for it is “paraklesis”—comfort, exhortation, counsel. I don’t just enjoy building others up.…
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Cookie Dough and the Debt I Owed
A couple nights ago, Sophia and her best friend Alyse—Jason and Monica’s daughter, who’s basically part of our family—made a pizookie. For the uninitiated: imagine a warm, gooey,…
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The King I Didn’t Know I Crowned
This post is late. Not because I forgot. But because I wrote three different drafts last night—and none of them landed. They all felt forced. Nothing felt finished.…
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