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  • My Christmas of Shame

    As the Christmas of my 12th year approached, I wanted a Sting-Ray bike so badly I could taste it. “Everybody has one,” I told my parents, although I’m not sure that was technically true. There were probably one or two 12-year-olds in… Continue reading

  • The Right Hand of Hope

    “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”    Isaiah 41:10, NRSV In case you were not aware,… Continue reading