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Laura Waits
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There are rare moments in which the window of time opens and we are able to see dimly a bit of the larger timeline of one life.    Today, while preparing my oldest son's high school transcript, I inadvertently stumbled upon my own blog from 2009 which spoke...

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Remembering Good News
This resurrection weekend, I unexpectedly found myself within the US borders.    Due to a family member's surgery, my eldest offspring and I returned to the inside of the imaginary line that separates the US from the rest of the world.   There sure is a lot...

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VALOR by: Aidan Waits, 16 years old I may look like you. I may look like your
brother, step-father or best friend. I may look like the writhing waters of Lake
Michigan, or the boiling clouds above coming war. I may look like a serene shoreline, empty
of any...

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Through the Wormhole
One of my sons loves to read and write science fiction.   His recent masterpiece covers space travel and wormholes.    For those, like me, who thought that wormholes were those little dirt tunnels dug by slimy friends, let me help.     What is a wormhole? W...

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'' "I found it is the  small  everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay.  Small acts of kindness   and love."   Gandalf,   The Hobbit When I moving across international borders, or even within large US airports, this feeling of smallness...

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Open, Shut Them...
"Open, shut them... open, shut them... give a little clap.   Open, shut them... open, shut them... fold them in your lap." I unpack in this house, this mansion, really.   A place shared by love and generosity.    I slide, sock-feet, on the hardwood floors s...

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There is a process, a passage that happens as I leave La Mosquitia and enter back into the US.  It isn't just an easy 1-2-3, jump on a plane and you're there.   The transition takes a few days and becomes a sort of transformation... First, I pack up, dirt a...

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Sponsorship & Sponsors: Investment
“Today is mine. Tomorrow is none of my business. If I peer anxiously into the fog of the future, I will strain my spiritual eyes so that I will not see clearly what is required of me now.” Elisabeth Elliot ... Investment. When you hear that word, do you thi...

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The Curtain Falls
For most of our Honduran life, I have tried to minimize the differences between how we live and how you live.    Maybe I just wanted to stay connected to you?    Maybe I just didn't want to complain aloud?    Maybe I thought you really didn't want to hear a...

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September through my eyes
When I picture the calendar year in my mind, it is January through August on the left side and September through December on the right.   Odd, I know. The year isn't evenly broken into 6 months and 6 months, nor is it neatly in 3 or 4 columns.  It is a litt...
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