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In the Fire
The question is not whether the flames will come—
but who will be standing with us in them.
Recent Reflections
Welcome Home: A Doormat’s Invitation to Faith
Come Inside! I recently flew from Hawaii to Madison, Wisconsin, to help my daughter move into her first post-college apartment. Here she was, launching a promising career with a vibrant company and a grown-up space to call her own. As we hauled garbage bags and boxes...
The Fountain of Her Youth
Days of Old One of the things I love most about my mom is she’s always been a kid at heart. By today’s standards, she was just a kid herself when she gave birth to my brother at 21. Six years later, my two sisters and I had come to roost in the family nest. I marvel...
Pebbles for Purgatory (Or: If Rocks Could Talk)
A Pebble in Hand The Road to Hana on Maui is laced with 617 hairpin turns and 59 one-lane bridges. I drove it recently with one of my sons, and it left my head spinning. Near mile marker 32, we pulled off the road to check out the black sand beach there. Waves gently...
In the Fire: The Song of Three
But I see four men loose, walking in the midst of the fire, and they are not hurt; and the appearance of the fourth is like a son of the gods.— Daniel 3:25 Early in my journey through Scripture, one story seized my imagination and refused to let go: the story of the...