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The Church’s Silence on Violence
I was 15, with a long history of abuse. He was 25 and did not carry that history. I fell in love with safety—being warm, being housed, not w...
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Mud You, You see me with mud covered glasses, feel me with shaky hands, love me with missing pieces, and reach for me with broken arms....
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This weekend my son took our 70 lb dog, Chief, kayaking. I need to break that down because I'm not sure anyone will get the magnitude o...
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May your words and actions as a father define and consume you today and everyday. May every failure to love and protect be amplified when yo...
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