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Learning to Lean: On Walkers and Worship

An old man. Muscles previously sinewed from hard labor and long hikes have atrophied. Hands once tanned and leathered from daily chores shiver in too-thin sheets of papery skin. His broad shoulders declare that he was once a champion wrestler. Now, slightly stooped, they denote him a determined worshiper. He stands. Perhaps he wobbles a…
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Trustworthy and Trustful

I have very rarely had a bad performance due to being unprepared. I have, however, flubbed quite a few due to over-preparation. I have been known to work myself into a frenzy, playing the same difficult passage over and over and over again until I have effectively unlearned it. Such is my personality. I can…
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Turn Your Eyes

When my son was born, one of his eyes was squished shut while the other was wide open. Mere seconds old, he lifted his head and valiantly sought to take in his new and, I imagine, startling surroundings. He squinted at my face, his lower lip quivering with the effort. Wide-eyed behind my glasses, I…
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In All Things Thee to See

Throughout church history, one encounters many shepherds who, like David, were also masters of verse. Consider Martin Luther, writing hymns to restore and invigorate congregational singing, and Isaac Watts, who versified the Psalms for corporate worship. Or John Donne, unflinchingly describing his love for God in terms of romantic passion, and George MacDonald, who used…
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The Singing Love of God

“The Lord thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.” – Zephaniah 3:17 , KJV Each morning, I am confronted anew with the astonishing love I have for my three-week old…
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The Narnian Magic of “Boring” Testimonies

While being interviewed for a podcast recently, I was asked to share my testimony. As usual, I felt an odd sense of shyness. My testimony is boring—so boring, I sometimes wonder if anyone even believes it. I was three years old in the back of my mom’s car. “Mom, what’s a Christian?” I asked. She…
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Church Body Dysmorphia

I can still feel the discomfort. Standing in my junior high school’s bathroom, turning back and forth, growing increasingly anxious as I look in the mirror. I flex and pose in my Aéropostale jeans. Surely, I think, my right leg is thicker than the other. Surely everyone can see it. Maybe if I only do…
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Waiting and Watching

Upon moving to the Midwest, I had to learn the difference between a tornado watch and a tornado warning. A “watch” means the necessary conditions are in place, so meteorologists are keeping an eye out for tornadic activity. A “warning” means that a tornado has been spotted and is an active threat. This week—week 39…
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- Learning to Lean: On Walkers and Worship
- Trustworthy and Trustful
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- Turn Your Eyes
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