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When I was a baby, my Mom sang this song to me, which I now sing to my son….

“Jesus loves the little children

All the children of the world

Red and yellow, black and white

They are precious in His sight

Jesus loves the little children of the world.”

I had a gorgeous dream this week. We were holding hands walking into a new land. Children were all around, from all places in the…

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This is a very difficult topic to write about, particularly in this polarized, contemptuous climate in our country. But I do feel compelled and called to address this as it’s happening in real time, and needs attention by those of us claiming Christianity as our way of life.

I have cried so much these past few weeks. I have been involved in more arguments and misunderstandings via…

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I’ve become heart-weary over the angst and seemingly non-stop feuding on social media over political matters.

Admittedly, I too have posted things, some in jest with silly emojis, some from my soul’s take on the current climate. Somehow someway, and I do not claim to be the bearer of answers, we must get back to civility and the art of empathy.

In the halls at Divinity…

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Let this be the year we forgive a grudge.

Let this be the year we live in more peace and less angst.

Let us construct a bridge where a mighty wall once stood.

Let us love each other without condition.

Let us accept one another unequivocally.

Let us be Jesus representatives on foot and in word.

Let us move compassion to the front burner.

Let us replace a text with a call. Let us lessen social media…

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The tragedy of suddenly losing my husband and our child’s father left us shell-shocked, tossed and torn. Our boat of three shrunk to two, and the captain at the helm was instantaneously gone. He was only forty and our son was four. What happens when the unthinkable happens and the unsinkable takes on water and begins to sink? How have we stayed afloat, now over three years later,…

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