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Reflections

Essays, poems, and notes on faith, healing, and the relationships that shape us.

Doorway to old cabin.

The Way

We come from light into a dimmer world where doubt, questions, wonder, and awe exist in each breath. We walk upon the earth and long to fly.

Golden grassland and sagebrush beneath a wide blue Montana sky full of clouds.

Fear

When we feel moved or called to produce a book or something else that could be helpful to others, which is our calling as Christians, we too often fall prey to fear.

A black-billed magpie in flight over sagebrush, with snowy mountains blurred behind it.

Reborn

Bound in chains of self-regret, I find myself alone. Only God, of His own will, can reconstruct my heart.

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