A chill steals into my windowed corner at the coffee shop, and I hunch shoulders protectively. Snowflakes and raindrops vacillate past the windowpane, disappearing into flash ripples in the puddles. The tiny sample cup of iced coffee sits full on the corner of my square wooden table, and I can’t bring myself to touch its…

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Photo Credit: Andrew Blight, Creative Commons, cc license Black, white, blue and cream hangers twist jumbled on the couch. Metal and plastic angles dig and coil, arching uselessly; sharp ends jabbing, blunt sides hiding, nestling under layers; and the hangers are ensnared. He runs and hides, giggling maniacally, shoving dryer-hot clothes into wrinkled piles, and…

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Photo Credit: Son Marki, Creative Commons, cc In the pages, brave heroine Nancy Drew tapped out a Morse code message for her friends over the phone, all while talking inanely about trivial matters. The tip-tapping of her pencil on the phone receiver gave the appearance of distraction or nervousness, until studied closer. Suddenly her erratic…

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 Can you picture them? Photo Credit: JD Lasica, Creative Commons, cc Sweet little six year old Middle Eastern boys pouring down the cobbled stone Roman streets of a remote occupied town. Young Jewish boys in Jesus’ time all attended Bet Sefer at the local synagogue. Six to ten years old attended this Bet Sefer, which…

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(Photo Credit: Juan Pablo Gonzales, Creative Commons, cc license) Six white crocuses bend and sway in the strong April breeze. We shiver and pull on sweatshirts inside the house, but can’t bear to shut the windows on this sixty-degrees-in-the-sun-day. Spring has invaded Minnesota and pasty Minnesotans everywhere throw windows wide, strap on sandals, and pull…

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Photo Credit: Tim Pierce, Creative Commons, cc My husband and I have been watching spy shows lately. Explosions ricochet and cars burst into flame while two or three trained personnel rescue children from kidnappers or free communities from violent drug cartels. And no matter the crisis, the loyal friendship between these heroes never ceases to…

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 She waylays him with a hug. “Dad, when do you have to leave tonight?” At the news that worship practice had been called off, she dances excitedly beside him, jumping, squealing and persuading him with her smiles. “Want to watch a show with me?” He grins, groans, and affectionately agrees. Minutes later, they are at…

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Both photo credits to Stephanie Conrad, Flickr. Thank you for the treat of these photos! It was the summer of a deep golden tan from hours at the blue chipped tile pool. A hundred years earlier, a homesick Brit had crafted a stone castle in America that perfectly matched his homeland. There was a tall…

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