I remember being young, pouring myself over a book or song, removed from the scene and thrust into new places.  I wrote and thought and wished there were just one person who could allow me this luxury and join me there.

My eyes have seen many faces and asked many questions of them.  I have settled for far less than what even the smallest part of my ( Read more... )

Here are some excerpts from a recent article pondering the array of more appropriate questions a journalist might consider asking Iran's enlightened leader next time they get the rare chance.  
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1.  "In countries with a free press and where history is understood as consisting of verifiable facts, anyone who denies the Holocaust, the ( Read more... )

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We returned from the beach on Saturday. I know I am not alone when I say that it feels like a bit of a warp zone we entered and exited. Did we spend a week there? My skin is noticeably darker and I have vague memories of sand and sun and mornings to evenings, but, it seems like just one long day rather than a week of our lives spent in some other ( Read more... )

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I think I need to let everyone know that I do know how to spell the word "juxtaposition."  Honestly, I can spell most words correctly.  Um.  I regret that I have such a poor relationship with the LJ spell-check program, however, to catch those unacceptable and unfortunate spelling errors like the one in my previous post  (which had my cheeks ( Read more... )

"I see absolutely zero reason in separating my fellowship from anybody," he declared. Noting he has theological differences with many of the diverse denominations that invite him to speak, Warren added, "That doesn't stop me from fellowshiping with them."

Rick Warren
July 28, 2005 Birmingham England
Press Conference, Baptist World Union Press Release

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Very good weekend, all in all.

Matt and I left for Chapel Hill Friday afternoon, Luke snapped in snugly in his carseat, Veggie Tales Toddler Songs playing chipperly in the back of the car while I read M some of Schaeffer's, Christian Manifesto while he maneuvered the "red-a momma" through Parisian-esque traffic through Greensboro.  Interesting.

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