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By Carmen Acevedo Butcher

The bouquet of shiny red and blue stars jostled each other for position against the car’s soft tan ceiling. The squeak of plastic rubbing plastic made me think about the community that can be nourished by the simple act of buying helium balloons . . .

By Kathy Khang

Kathy Khang considers the possibilities and limits for Christian women in pursuit of God's call on their lives.

By Carmen Acevedo Butcher

Across campus, singing birds pull out all the stops, and students read in hammocks strung between trees; so spring approaches: “Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!” as Elizabethan playwright Thomas Nashe wrote 400 years ago...

By Sara Scheunemann

A few years ago during Lent, I started picking up the books I loved as a child for another reading. Maybe I did so because I had given up television and movies, but still found myself longing for stories. Or maybe my familiar old friends...

By Jen Underwood

I spotted the beautiful blue-and-green variegated yarn on the sales table at a local yarn shop a few weeks ago...

By Elizabeth Bradley

Hidden in a small red leather-bound volume with letter-press printing, Elizabeth Bradley sees a lesson for our lives.

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