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Touchstones

When I was little, I’d play a game with my brothers. We didn’t have a name for it, but if we played it today, we’d probably call it What If? It went like this. What if you had to lose one of your five senses, which one would it be? Sight, smell, hearing, taste, or...
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That Name Would Not Have Occurred to Me

When I was nineteen I moved to Plainfield and rented an apartment a few blocks from Plainfield Friends Meeting where I began to attend meeting. Jim Wilson was the pastor. The Catholic priests I had known as a child tended to be distant, but Jim was gregarious, a...
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What It Is We Give Our Lives To

Well, it’s good to be back from my travels. I have one more trip, then I’m staying put for three months, or until Joan says, “Don’t you have to go to give a speech somewhere?” I was in Virginia last week with Episcopalians at a retreat. I walked over to the conference...
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Minding the Light

It’s been an interesting week in the American church. The preacher and writer John MacArthur, who has spent much of his life telling people how much he knows about the Bible, was asked to say in a few words what he thought of the Bible teacher Beth Moore, and he...
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That Of God In All People

I’ve been out of town these past few weeks, first to Washington State just east of Mount Rainier to meet with a group of pastors. If you ever need to meet with pastors, Mount Rainier is the place to do it. The highest point in Danville is the landfill, and Mount...