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First Person
"I love you," says God. "We love you, too," our prayers reply.
We gave our readers a one-word writing prompt: “character.”
Underneath layers of mulch, the German Butterball and Rose Gold flourish.
In God's life, all creatures get attention.
We were already active in our community. Now we're on overdrive.
In the late 70s, two friends of mine housesat for the poet James Merrill—and got out his Ouija board.
We gave our readers a one-word writing prompt: “surprise.”
Being a pastor is like jumping into a river. You have to let the current take you.
How can I help reform Islam? I can’t even make it to prayers.
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