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When We Hit the Wall

Three hundred drivers spun out and crunched against walls and guardrails and schoolbusses and semi trucks today, a frozen flash mob symphony of crushed plastic and bent steel.

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Day 20: Coming Home

Every time I walk through that terminal, past the baggage claim and out the front doors, I love this city a little bit more. This morning she was quiet, hung with thin grey clouds. Scattered amidst her familiar landmarks, the trees are lighting up in a million shades of red. She’s beautiful.   /// Home…

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Evangelicals Abroad: A Shame Observed

Hannah is one of my new friends from the wonderful world of social media/blogging. She writes beautiful words about spiritual hurt and healing on Wine & Marble. I’m so grateful to Hännah for sharing her story here today. -Micah ______________________ Monetier-les-Bains, 2005. I was nestled up against the window, feasting on the green and gold of…

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