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Growing up, the most magical place for me was the small town where my grandparents lived. My parents have known each other since t
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Growing up, the most magical place for me was the small town where my grandparents lived. My parents have known each other since they were small children. This was their hometown. Set along a river, surrounded by mountains, with train tracks and trestles to walk. The smells of burning coal
A few years ago, my wife and I, and another couple, co-led a small group for young adults ⏤ the Friends and Followers group. There, I harped on about the benefits of ‘practicing our scales.’ That meant returning to a short list of essential statements and disciplines that would (hopefully)
During a spring trip, my wife and I purchased a glass bowl. It's colorful and handmade. When I turn the bowl upside down, nothing falls out. Does that make it empty? I have been learning to think about this question differently. My wife and I travel to the