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Originally posted on CHALLENGE. ENCOURAGE. ENTERTAIN.: I’ve been doing a lot of church hopping since the school year started and I think I’m finally settling into a church community I can get involved in. But it sure took a while to get there. I cannot…
What do College Kids Want From Church?
What do College Kids Want From Church?
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Hi, it's been forever since I was active here. For a class project, I am collaborating with a couple other students on a blog about issues and challenges unique to christian college students. Take a look and let us know what you think, on our blog, our twitter or our facebook!

https://twitter.com/campus_edition
https://www.facebook.com/Common-Community-892409480876201/?ref=aymt_homepage_panel

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I am back from one adventure and on to the next. Here in my dorm room, the fan whirs, a shower down the hall hums, and one of my roommates taps away on her computer. It feels so different from where I was this summer. I close my eyes and breathe in the…
There and Back Again
There and Back Again
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 One week ago, in the midst of thrumming guitars, pumping bass, and brush strokes on canvass – I was reminded of the beauty that commonality has. So often we get caught up in the rush of life or the latest atrocity on the news that we are desensitized to…

#db2015   #db15 #thelittlethings  
Sometimes I Forget How to Wonder
Sometimes I Forget How to Wonder
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What Holds Her Together 

She is woven, like glass
 Only
Transparent as the sea.
She is hard, like stone
Yet
Soft as a threadbare quilt.
Her smile is a cup of tea
And
A frost-dusted rose.
#poetry   #poetryblogs  
What Holds Her Together
What Holds Her Together
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  Tired words formed against her tongue. Bitter, like mama’s herbs. Her lips were pressed tightly together; the words were too weary to escape their prison. She knew that if she let those words drip from her mouth as they longed to, they would fall upon…
We Survive
We Survive
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There are times I think emptiness is more of a song set on repeat like the rhythm of the waves, than a feeling in my chest silent as an un-caged bird. There are times I wish had listened to the things you said, even though it was like standing in a field…
Times of Emptiness
Times of Emptiness
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Finding the Impromptu Music of Life

Toes tapping, heads nodding, rich guitar chords and a voice I forgot I had thrumming in my chest. I smile at the girl next to me, her blue streaked pixie bouncing in time to the music. The guitar falters, “I forgot what comes next,” he grins sheepishly.…
Finding the Impromptu Music of Life
Finding the Impromptu Music of Life
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Impostor, Impostor Face of the weak, You’re hiding behind These words so sweet. Liar, Liar, Tongue of deceit You control these castles You can’t defeat. Impostor, Impostor You’re all the same You wear different faces But can’t change your name. Liar,…
Impostor
Impostor
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Familiar Places, a Piece of Home, and a New Family

I am standing on the edge of a memory. Toe to toe with the sights, sounds, smell and images that have lived buried in my mental memory album. Fingers brush over inky pages, wrinkled and stained with tea. I can’t believe I’m going back. Two years ago I…
Familiar Places and a Piece of Home
Familiar Places and a Piece of Home
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