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Walking in faith is a long and winding road. For certain stretches the path is straight and easy. But for other stretches, the path is filled with unseen twists and turns, hills and speed bumps, potholes, detours and rush hour traffic. Faith Ave. for me has been anything but straight and unwavering. As I look…

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“You will keep those whose minds are steadfast because they trust in you.” – Is. 26:3 I’ve always identified as a relatively peaceful person. Sure, I’ll weather a bout of emotional instability now and again, but for the most part I would identify as being “at peace” more often than not. At least I did…

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I’m beginning to accept the fact that I cannot open any electronic device without being flooded by opportunities… to increase my followers, to develop my personal brand, and even to generate authenticity in my virtual presence. All of a sudden my days are measured not in simple things like coffee spoons, but instead by posts…

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* Published in Deeply Rooted Magazine, Spring 2017, Volume 11.  I grew up in a family with a high standard of modesty. I descended the stairs each morning hoping that my outfit would merit fatherly approval. But on at least a bi-weekly basis, I would be sentenced back upstairs before my foot could reach the…

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I grew up with a Father who is equal parts retired football coach, eternal optimist, and dad. As his firstborn and only daughter, there were no bounds on my perceived potential, and he instilled in me the belief that I could accomplish whatever I set my mind to. This mantra made the slightly-abnormal athletic quirks,…

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I was seven when I remember my earliest disenchantment with the idea that everything would work out how it was supposed to. Seven was a big year for me. I auditioned twice for musicals during that year and didn’t quite make the cut either time. I tirelessly rehearsed my solos for the lead role of…

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