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My Most Frequent Prayer These Days

By | December 6th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Faith and Doubt, On Writing|

Photo by Matthew Henry via Unsplash *This is your regularly scheduled, completely honest post about the ups and downs of freelance writing and self-employment. If you have had your fill of these posts from me, feel free to move on, nothing to see here. Tomorrow, we will return [...]

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The Year of Failure, the First Frightful Step, and a Story You Need to Read

By | December 1st, 2017|Best of the Web|

Photo by Aziz Acharki via Unsplash Here are some of my favorite articles, videos, and blog posts from the web: _____ The world’s last night came as a black surprise with its low groan, its fiery canisters, its torch-bearing ants marching. It came ribbonless, boxless, a series of [...]

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A Mother’s Love for Her Autistic Son #RideshareConfessional

By | November 30th, 2017|Courageous People of Lancaster, My Uber Driving, Ridesharing Confessional|

Photo by Mike Wilson via Unsplash I pull up on the side of a busy street, and a Hispanic woman and her son climb into the back. She is well dressed. He is toting a backpack and sounds excited about getting new glasses. “Now, we didn’t get them [...]

A Book I’m Writing That I Haven’t Told You About Yet

By | November 29th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Books, Courageous People of Lancaster|

Photo by Himesh Kumar Behera via Unsplash There's a book I'm writing that I haven't told you much about. I don't know if I'm allowed to tell you the title yet, so I'll keep quiet on that for now (although I love the title Revell came up with). [...]

In Which I Panic About My Son

By | November 28th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, The Little People in the House|

After a long day of traveling, I crawled into bed and worked on my laptop for a bit while Maile dropped immediately into a deep sleep. We had gotten up at 4am, left NC at 5:30. Our alternator in the Suburban went out at 8am, so we waited while that [...]

On Moving From Here to Who Knows Where

By | November 27th, 2017|A Contemplative Life|

We sit in a small circle in the living room, some on chairs, some on the floor, and for a moment it is easy to believe that nothing will ever change. That old illusion. Lucy plays her guitar - Coldplay's "Fix You," Jon Foreman's "The Cure For Pain" - and [...]

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A Bed on the Couch: The Grace of Rest

By | November 14th, 2017|Books, On Writing|

Today's post is brought to you by my good friend Andi Cumbo-Floyd in celebration of the release of her book, Love Letters to Writers. When I would get sick as a child, Mom would make a bed for me on the couch: my pillow, my favorite blanket, a rare treat [...]