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Grace to Last
You met at an InterVarsity meeting, you told me. You saw her across the room and asked a friend who she was. “Her name’s Becky—and she...
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Aug 2, 20162 min read


Remembrance
They sat in the same room, but they lived a hundred miles apart. The woman was in her rocking chair, which slowly creaked back and forth....
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Apr 26, 20155 min read


Fidelity, A Short Story
The tourists have gathered thickly today, Walter thinks. Brightly raincoated little ducklings all huddling under their umbrella mothers,...
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Jan 23, 20154 min read
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