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James C. Schaap

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First Snow

First Snow (upper case) is supposed to fall from heavenly clouds that spill feathers. It’s supposed to descend as if Mother Nature, somewhere up above,

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More living water

Only once in rural west Africa did I see anything like this–a man, a male, at the community well–and this time there was good reason.

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The big house is gone

It is no more, but for a 100 years in Zuni there was only one “big house.”  To say it loomed over the pueblo risks

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Relics

What I can’t help but notice, almost daily, is that I’m running low on holy water. Truth is, this Protestant has never opened this elegant

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Savior of Silent Stone

Dowa Yalanne is the kind of place that really deserves the word monumental. There it stands like a momentary eruption stopped in time, a bundle

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Red Rock Miracles

Henry Whipple was one of the first students. Don’t be fooled–not the Henry Whipple, the famous Minnesota missionary who, in 1862, pleaded with President Lincoln for the lives

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Roots

Count me among the millions of those who watched the agony of Kunte Kinte a half-century ago and were deeply, deeply moved.  Roots, a story–a

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Ghost Town

It may well have been the very first time I used a camera for something other than family pics, an old Argus C-3 I had

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