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Arrows

“Have you had lunch yet?” I asked Fred, hoping he hadn’t eaten the leftover spaghetti. “Yes. I ate the spaghetti,” he said. “It was good.” Argh! Now I’d need to figure out something else to make for dinner. One more … Continue reading

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You Are Worthy to Leave This Sadness

He Desired Me So I Came Close No one can near God unless He has prepared a bed for you. A thousand souls hear His call every second, but most every one then looks into their life’s mirror and says, … Continue reading

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Opening Doors, Dropping Keys, and Setting Prisoners Free

Sunday morning the new guy preaches again. He jokes and sings. He’s not afraid to say what’s true. He’s not afraid. He sees the stressed look on my face and winks. The man reminds me of Hafiz—the way he goes about humming and opening doors. I take a … Continue reading

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