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The Thing About Lament
If anything, this week, and the start of an new year, should call us to to our knees in prayer.
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Cheers 🥂 to an Embodied Existence in 2021
It’s a new year. Goodbye 2020, hello 2021! COVID, of course, dominated the New Year’s Eve discussions, with essentially everyone toasting to leaving 2020 behind. Flipping the calendar doesn’t mean changing the circumstances though. But it is a great opportunity for reflection and resolve for 2021! Back in the early stages of COVID, I wrote…
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Favorite Books in 2020
The written word kept me afloat in 2020–both reading and pursuing my own writing. I’ve read some wonderful books, and have had more time to review them throughout the year—making this exercise a bit easier as the final day of 2020 rapidly comes to conclusion! Going back through my book journal is like remembering old…
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The Babe, the Son of Mary
Christmas is coming soon as night falls on the fourth Sunday of Advent. The anticipation has felt a little more near this year with a snow fall and a cold snap that has kept the snow and ice from melting. When I look out the window and see my landscape bathed in white, I feel…
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Joy of Every Longing Heart
A deep blanket of fog lay thick all morning Saturday. The afternoon sun burned it off, with the December day becoming mild and bright. Morning fog lays low,Lifts, allowing sunshine onStreams of liquid light Despite the beautiful weather, my weekend was battered with burdens. The sunshine could not keep me afloat. Nor a brisk hike.…
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Pour Over Me Your Holiness
This Advent season, if you are looking for rest and renewal, draw on the living waters of Christ. It is a well that will never run dry.
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Delight of the sycamore leaf
The gifts of creation can be seen all around, One first must be looking for them to be found
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Disperse the Gloomy Clouds of Night
And all of a sudden, Advent is upon us and Christmas is right around the corner. The mild weather this weekend allowed for a few hikes crunching through fallen leaves, as waning light led the way through bare trees, and across cold creeks. The nice temperatures were also a good opportunity, apparently, for many to…
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A Sunset I’ll Never Forget
He can turn a gray, bland night of clouds into a glorious blaze of colorful creation.
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The Gift of Freedom
We’ve seen a lot of strife this year. But on this Veteran’s Day, I hope every American can pause in gratitude for all those who have gone before us and served to protect and defend our country and our freedom.
Bethany Peck
Reflections on Life, Faith, and Beauty