The Habit of Noticing
There are things happening right in front of us every day that we never quite see — until suddenly, one ordinary moment, we do.
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There are things happening right in front of us every day that we never quite see — until suddenly, one ordinary moment, we do.
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Thirty-eight years of waiting, and the first question Jesus asks is whether he wants to be healed.
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A poem about standing at the kitchen counter with a ripe peach and the strange mercy of a single, unhurried moment.
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She had read the note a hundred times. She still wasn't sure what to do with it.
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Changing your mind used to feel like failure. I'm slowly learning it might be the bravest thing a leader can do.
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