But girl, don’t they warn ya? It pours, man, it pours . . .” Ah! What could be better than welcoming spring whilst frolicking amid nature’s lavish verdancy at Mount Hermon Christian Writers Conference in beautiful, sunny California? Not a thing if you have an umbrella. It rained pretty much the whole five days. The […]
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Remember the standard, elementary school, first-day-back-to-class assignment? Every year it was the same thing. “Okay, boys and girls, take out a sheet of notebook paper, and write your name in the top right corner.” Then the teacher would pick up a brand new stick of chalk and write these words on her pristine blackboard. “What
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Do you ever feel like, no matter what you say, it comes out wrong? Somewhere between your mouth and the listener’s ear, the words get twisted into a shape you never intended. You meant to put someone at ease, but instead he looks more uncomfortable than before. You meant to encourage, but you offend. Does
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Hi! I’m between trips right now — arrived in Dallas from Colorado yesterday; leave for California tomorrow — and wanted to jump in here to let you know the second-ever “Celebration of New Christian Fiction” has been posted by Mick Silva, super-editor and all-around nice guy, over at his blog, My Writers Group. Stop by
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I’m about to disappear for a while. (Wouldn’t it be fun to really disappear for a day? — to walk around unseen, listening to other people’s conversations, finding out what they say about you when you’re not around . . . or, um, on second thought, never mind.) Anyway, back to my original topic. March
Yesterday I picked up this week’s issue of WORLD Magazine and read the following: L’Abri’s golden jubilee Next year is the 50th anniversary of the founding of L’Abri Fellowship by Francis Schaeffer. Thousands of young backpackers, burned-out hippies, and other seekers trying to sort out the big issues of life flocked to this study center
We didn’t need an excuse to go to Seattle. But we had a good one. Months ago George submitted an abstract to the Soil Science Society of America, describing his research and offering to present a paper at their convention. They bit, which meant he had to put together a power point presentation and a
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If you know me at all, you know I love to laugh. In my world, all laughter is good. But there is a definite hierarchy of hilarity, and laughter shared with loved ones ranks among life’s chiefest pleasures. My daughter Grace and I share some interesting familial traits. Our brains work the same way, and
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It was mid-morning on a beautiful, fall Saturday in Seattle. We’d just finished a delicious breakfast at the 5 Spot, a fun and funky Queen Anne cafe, and we stepped out onto the sunny sidewalk. The trees lining the street were holding a color carnival in their branches, each shouting more loudly than the next.
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We arrived home from our trip to Seattle a little after 11:00 PM last night. Today I’m busy with all the usual gone-for-a-week duties: mail, laundry, groceries, and blah-de-blah. Meanwhile a restless pack of partially formed perceptions are jostling about in my brain — stories demanding release. I keep promising them I will, but not
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