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Sometime towards the end of last year I hit a wall with the book I have been writing on our relationship to time. A good friend of mine told me that I needed to walk away from the manuscript for a while. Probably saved the book’s life. Even though I knew it was needed and I welcomed
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I was at the pet store one afternoon when two middle-aged ladies walked in. One was there to buy some supplies and the other was along for the ride. She’d never been around birds before … and there were a lot of them at this store. In fact, that’s what the store was all about.
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Recently I was reacquainting myself with a timeless favorite, the “Anne of Green Gables” series. One portion of the third book always stirs me to thinking about my perspective on life and eternity. One of Anne’s childhood chums is dying of tuberculosis. Anne is home for the holidays and visits her friend regularly in her
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“In the darkness something was happening at last. A voice had begun to sing. It was very far away and Digory found it hard to decide from what direction it was coming. Sometimes it seemed to come from all directions at once. Sometimes he almost thought it was coming out of the earth beneath them.
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Nathan: My lord, I have a story to tell you. David: Say on. Nathan: There were two men in a town, one was very rich and the other very poor. The rich man had great flocks of sheep. The poor man had only one little ewe lamb. This lamb was like a member of the
Beyond the Horizon 