Why Starving Word-Artists Need Conferences

The earth reflects our soul's need for constant revitalization. Our dry lawn shrivels as a plea for rain's kiss. But I do not bother to water the grass. I neglect the turf, much like I dismiss the aches of my clay-flesh. My aching eyes strain, but I resolve to keep my…

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Immerse in Life

Work. The word bludgeons many and elicits a groan. We could search for zen jobs, but even the best workplace cannot promise a Utopian experience. Neither a new employer nor entrepreneurship can offer us an escape from the sense of drudgery. Happiness depends on more than the type of work. While we should…

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Vacation with Vitality: Natural Refreshment

  I won't pose as a great outdoorswoman. I'm a okayish indoorswoman, at best. But something in me yearns to unlock myself from walls, to venture out of my citiscape, and let my skin drink rays not filtered through a window pane. Nature refreshes the soul. When we immerse ourselves in…

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Mortal Illusions

Is reality defined within physical and measurable parameters? Can one discern the boundaries of truth by ruling out supernatural elements as fiction? Should we accept metaphysical factors as fringe science? Human nature drives us to boast of our ability to discern truth with our senses. But in reality, our mortal experience…

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Got a Colorful Personality?

In my master's program, we analyzed a slew of personality profiles. Some became corporate favorites, like the Myers-Briggs or the Holland. Other instruments, like the MMPI, garnered less appeal since they categorized participants according to negative labels. Of all the tests I reviewed as a student and since my licensure, the…

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Gospel in Nature

"The heavens are telling the glory of God; they are a marvelous display of his craftsmanship. Day and night they keep on telling about God" (Psalm 19:1-2). Tender grass bursts from the earth. Glimmering beetles scurry up to lily pinnacles and raise their antennae. My favorite gnarled oak ascends from a velvety…

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Featherly Perspective

On one of THOSE days, the alarm clock fails to rouse me. After the third slap at the snooze button, I'll roll off the bed to press my forehead on the carpet in prayer. In my fogginess, I misjudge the distance and crash a bit harder into the floor than I…

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Signs of Harvest

"Jesus answered: 'Watch out that no one deceives you. For many will come in my name, claiming, ‘I am the Messiah,’ and will deceive many.  You will hear of wars and rumors of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed. . . Because of the increase of wickedness, the love…

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Rooftop Saints

I don't venture up onto my roof often. In fact, I only brave that weak-kneed climb if no one else volunteers to help with an annual task. My core tightens as I wobble those initial steps. After I reach the center and grip onto an anchoring structure, my lungs relax for a full…

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Revive in the Fountain

I pry my tongue from the pasty mire on the roof of my mouth. Parting my chapped lips, I heave in a breath of sultry air. Perspiration streams down my legs as I trudge across the parking lot. I struggle with a dizzy urge to hustle out of the August glare. My body…

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