But they constrained him, saying, Abide with us: for it is toward evening, and the day is far spent. And he went in to tarry

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Today, guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia intervenes just in time for the holiday season, offering soothing advice for frenzied spirits. Dear Miss Petunia:

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I have endured some condescending eyerolling this week, aimed my way because I showed moderate interest in the birth of the royal baby. The two

For the past several summers, I’ve taken a yoga class with a number of my colleagues at Calvin. For the first few summers, we met

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