Making our way in the afters.

The morning after our wedding, we went to church. We sat in the middle of the pew about six rows from the front. I swallowed wrong. I started to cough. Except who wants to cough when you are in the middle of a fancy Chicago church where you don’t know anyone? So I did my […]

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A prayer for the third Sunday in Lent.

God. We are afraid.We call it nervous. Or having an abundance of caution. Or being concerned for others. And we know that maybe we shouldn’t feel this way. But it’s what we feel. We are afraid.We are afraid of what might happen to us.We are afraid of what might happen to people we love.We are […]

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A few decades on.

I wrote yesterday about letting Nancy know about leaving a job after I had decided. The first time I told Nancy what I had decided was in 1982. We were out on a walk, as friends, a couple months before I was heading to Texas to start doctoral studies. I said that I thought we […]

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A story a little like Abram’s.

I wrote Monday about Abram and Sarai responding to God’s direction and leaving Haran for the promise. I wrote on Tuesday about what Abram did while he didn’t know where he was going and what it meant. A few years ago, Nancy mentioned that story of leaving without knowing where we were going when I […]

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