I have missed reading and I’m determined to find ways to put books back in my life. No, it’s not my New Year’s resolution or anything. It’s more like a longing in my spirit.
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I’m fo…mumble mumble garble garble…years old. I grew up as an only child of older parents in a tiny Ohio town. We had no stoplights, a train that passed through but didn’t bother to stop, and a high school with teachers so old they had taught our parents. Many people have a Norman Rockwell view of small-town life. That was not my town.
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Sometimes in the middle of Orthodox Lent it can feel endless. We are focused in on the path Jesus walked. The heaviness. The betrayals. The hurt. The loneliness. The depth of our own personal depravity. But Sunday is coming.
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