a poetic interpretation of Luke 10:38-42 Like many people my age I grew up hearing the story of “Jesus’ home visit with Martha and

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by Josh Huber In the dim daylight my office offers, I try listening to my candles. Unheard, they tongue their

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How does a person say goodbye well? That question seems to stump even the prophet Elijah. Twice, Elijah tells Elisha in today’s passage to “stay

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A poetic reflection on Luke 8:40-56.

“An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind.”—Mahatma Gandhi1 Peter 3:13-22 How should we respond when treated badly, even while doing good? How