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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
James Schaap
October 3, 2014
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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
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
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
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
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
He came along in my life when I needed him, even though I didn’t know I did. I wanted to write, but I knew little
Yesterday, my neighbor came by and dumped a scoop full of black dirt on what, someday, will be–we hope–our front lawn. What some people
That’s a political rally right here in Alton, Iowa, circa 1903. That’s Teddy Roosevelt gesturing off the caboose of that train, making a stump speech,
There are two women in this story, two women and 125 years. One of them, this one, Renske, immigrated to America at the end of