Watching My Neighbor Mow
A Friday afternoon, a lawn mower, and the quiet holiness of someone doing a simple thing well.
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A Friday afternoon, a lawn mower, and the quiet holiness of someone doing a simple thing well.
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A few small, deliberate practices for making the longer days actually feel longer.
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There's a quiet gift in being the first one there — if you're willing to receive it.
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Five small, deliberate practices for making the long days of summer mean something more than busyness in warmer weather.
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Elijah collapses under a broom tree and asks to die. What God does next has stayed with me for years.
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