07.23.2012
After spending a week within our church walls, pretending with hundreds of children that we were in Galilee, after making boats and bread and rope and music, after singing ‘He is Powerful,’ again and again, I’d finally worn myself down thin. And just hours after we hugged goodbye, I could feel the pain coming. ‘An [...]
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07.06.2012
Perhaps the problem is that I’ve never had his power-that centurion, named so because almost 100 men answered to him. Perhaps the problem comes from sometimes asking the kids one, two, maybe three times before they go or come. Can I not imagine it, what some life could look like if some one was actually [...]
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