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7th of December

To Have and Hold Hope


“How can you sit and listen to people in pain all day long?” People often asked me this question when I worked as a therapist. Truth is, I viewed my job as a privilege to sit face-to-face with people in great inner pain, holding hope for them when they could not hold hope for themselves. Because HOPE is what we all need, isn’t it?  Hope for today?  Hope for the future? Hope is the fuel


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30th of November

Stand Firm and Speak Up


I was 27 years old that perfect July night when I watched my friend run to the end of the pier following others who dove in first.  Before his feet left the wood-slatted edge, I thought, “Don’t dive!” I thought it. But I didn’t say it. I watched Dan’s diving body disappear under the water. I jumped in after him. When I surfaced, I saw all my friends’ faces glistening, laughing under the full moon.


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16th of November

My Personal Post-Election Lament and Encouragement


Influenza did me in before the election. For four straight days, I was literally sick and tired. When not sleeping, which wasn’t often, I just prayed. I prayed for my health. I prayed for my family and friends. I prayed for our country and our leaders. In fact, I’ve never prayed so earnestly about the presidency of our country than I prayed in those four bedridden days. How would I vote? I wrestled. I waffled.


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2nd of November

When You’ve Loved and Lost and You Need Another Miracle


MaryAnn Lammers smiled through her tears as Pastor gathered our attention during after-service coffee downstairs. “Today is MaryAnn’s 63rd wedding anniversary.” Only, MaryAnn’s love went to glory last year right before Christmas. Her heart still cries for her loss—63 years of walking as one and raising a house full of kids. When heart and soul are knit together by God, the grieving doesn’t end when the casket closes and the people go home and you sit


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19th of October

The One Right Choice in This Election


‘Tis the season to be jolly Fa la la la la, La la la . . .   Bah!  Humbug!  Some are thinking it. Some are feeling it. Some are saying it. This season, opinions are flying faster than migrating birds. What the hell is happening to us? (Yeah, go ahead.  Raise your eyebrows. Get upset. I said “hell” on purpose. Read on.) I never thought I’d see the sort of cannibalism I’m seeing these


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17th of October

How Can We Turn Away from Such a Great Love?


Leslie Leyland Fields  is a multi-faceted, precious jewel—brilliant, wise, accomplished,  humble, and generous. She has been part of her family’s Alaskan commercial salmon fishing operation for decades on the edge of a continent. For the past four years, she has welcomed writers to her Alaskan wilderness fish camp each summer, teaching how to create beauty with words and encouraging all.  She fillets wild salmon pulled from the surf each day and serves it to her guests as gift.  Mostly, I


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12th of October

When You Need Lasting Peace and Solid Hope


 Which one should I choose? Back and forth I went on Sunday night, wondering. Who would get my vote?    Who would win?  Who would lose?  I was kind of beside myself with the choice set before me. I could choose only one! So, I chose to watch the debate instead of the Packers. Nearly killed me. For one, because I’m more than kind of a Packers fan. I’m one of those nuts who will


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What To Do When You Feel Like A Freak
5th of October

What To Do When You Feel Like A Freak


Our pastor’s kid hauled these freaks from the back garden and plopped them on the front porch. I thought they looked bad in the patch. Seeing them all together, all their deformities and discolorations on side-by-side display, kind of shocked me, honestly.   How in the world did this happen?  This is not what I thought I bought!  The seed package showed regular, smooth, big, beautiful, ORANGE pumpkins!  Now, I am staring at some twisted


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Crossing the Continent, Finding Faith
28th of September

Crossing the Continent, Finding Faith


The beginning of this month, I flew to the edge of the continent. From one shore to another—Lake Michigan to Alaska.  Flew to Anchorage and then Kodiak Island. Boarded a bush plane, hugged the interior mountain peaks, landed on a gravel strip at Larsen Bay. Hauled my bag down to the black rocky beach. Climbed into one of two waiting skiffs with a group of writers. Motored seven miles through Uyak Bay, salted wind blowing


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31st of August

On the Edge, In a Wilderness


I’m flying far away Friday. Off to Alaska to an island surrounded by ocean teeming with fin whales and sea lions, salmon and otters. Flying off to write and to learn to write better. Flying off to take a breaths under expansive sky, to visit dear friends, to meet and make new friends. Flying off to the edge of a continent and eating the fish pulled from the sea each day. I am thankful for


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24th of August

If You Need Some Love To Set You Free


I hired a prisoner yesterday. Well, actually, a former prisoner. Just out of the slammer. Spent two years behind bars and that wasn’t his first stint—in prison, that is. $150 to his name. Rent due September 1. No job yet but he’s hunting hard. Anyone want to hire a prisoner set free? Yeah, he’s made bad choices. Haven’t we all? Yeah, he’s suffering the consequences. Aren’t we all? Whether we have $150 in our pockets


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17th of August

When Darkness Engulfs


I’m not going to get political in this piece. I’m going to get personal. And spiritual. Because the spiritual should affect the personal and the personal should affect the political. What I’ve witnessed these past few days is the reverse order of God’s order and all hell has broken loose. Now, the creeping darkness has descended on Milwaukee. Over the weekend, riots left a 23 year-old African-American man dead, buildings burned, businesses looted and police


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