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Finding Meaning in Suffering

Elisabeth Elliot is best known for being a widowed-missionary, speaker, adjunct professor, and author of over twenty books. She is least known for her one and only novel, No Graven Image. It’s a book about twenty-five-year-old Margaret, a linguist who gives up family, money, and marriage to be a missionary in South America. She works for years with a primitive tribe that has no...

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Happy Further’s Day

I dislike Hallmark Holidays. Yet I love to give flowers to my wife on Valentine’s day, and I like to honor my parents on Mother’s and Father’s Day (after all, they put up with my innumerable character deficiencies). But I’ve never once posted an article about those holidays. Last Father’s Day I saw a dozen articles on blogs and Facebook. The articles included things...

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He Loves Me … He Loves Me Not

A friend of mine used to begin every prayer: “Father, I love you.” When I first heard him, I thought it was cool. After a couple years, something began to seem strange. I liked that he loved God, but his inflexible, unwavering, rigid preface to every prayer felt weird. I wanted to ask him why he started prayer with those exact words, but he was also an irritable person. If...

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Don’t Believe Your Own Headlines

In ninth grade, my brother Andy’s locker partner (the school drug supplier) had a bad trip on LSD. The bad trip continued in a small series of scary flashbacks, and Kevin asked Andy if God had anything to say about it. My brother had just had a Sunday school lesson about the Four Spiritual Laws. He even had a copy of the tract. Together Andy and Kevin read the pamphlet, and Kevin prayed...

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What About That GTO?

When I grew up in Detroit, the population was over 1,200,000 people. I spent the next forty years living in Ann Arbor, population of about 120,000. Last summer, my wife and I moved to Brooklyn MI, population 1,188. Which is 25% smaller than my high school graduating class. A few weeks ago we ordered takeout from Harold’s Place, a restaurant near our house. As I sat at the bar waiting...

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