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“A Psalm. A Song. For the Sabbath Day.”
I was tempted to sit down at my computer on the dining room table before church. Isn’t church enough time with God this morning, I wondered?, while I considered foregoing my usual quiet time. I picked up my big steaming mug of coffee from the counter and glanced at...
“It’s Just Like the Cabin”
When we sold the family cabin on Washington Island after Dad died, I thought I’d be okay with that. It was the summer we’d received an invitation to attend a wedding in the South of France, just around the time my mom and I would have shared our birthdays on the...
What the Great White Egret Knows
This morning, I found painted on the underbelly of a rock the words, You are beautiful. I set it on the ledge of the window that looks out over the Shenandoah River. “How’s the body?” Todd asks as I’m clearing a plate from the breakfast table. He’s doing the dishes,...