The Incline

The Incline

The little church in which I grew up set aside time in the worship service for silent prayer. We would bow our heads and quietly petition our Father. After a moment or so the organist cued us to finish the prayer and we sang in unison: “Hear our prayer O Lord,...
Lens Dependence

Lens Dependence

Times of great change are occasions for self-reflection. I realize how I squint at my own sins and can barely see them, but when I shade my eyes I can pick out each niggling detail of the faults of others.

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