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No Matter The Cost
It can literally feel like iron sharpening iron. Yes, love can feel like this. The personalities that love takes on never mean any harm, but it can sure that way some days. There is…
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Another Well
It is three in the afternoon and I’m stress-eating Twizzlers. I have swatted the head-stories for more than five hours now, attempting to calm this feeble heart and roller coaster ride in my stomach.…
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Now
Perhaps the past is not supposed to be seen as a graveyard, but rather as a set of steps or a seemingly endless road. If ever overcome by nostalgia – good or bad –…
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Living Outside Numbered Lists
I’m a reader. I read everything from The New Yorker to East of Eden to silly BuzzFeed posts about how I’m really 35 on the inside. I like the emotional appeal from a good…
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What I read in 2013
Thirst by Mary Oliver – Such a good morning read for when you’re on the go. Oliver’s poetry is filled with such simple, sweet beauty of what’s around us. Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan…
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Distance
While I’m giving my hands these tiny sweaters, and giving my neck another layer of warmth, I’m wondering why it is some lands are warmer than mine. I think about the distance that separates…
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Brother
I can see this attempt to settle into your new life Your premature act of packed bags Full of items that carry your name Into unfamiliar places of temporary comfort I can see you…
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Counseling: Year One
I have been looking forward to writing about my first year of counseling for some time. It was in October that I realized I was quickly approaching this landmark of sorts, and I knew…
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Jesus, Bonhoeffer, and Me
I recently finished a short biography on Dietrich Bonhoeffer. I am not one to purchase biographies, but this one stuck out to me one afternoon as I perused through Myopic’s Religion section. I bounced…
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