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Thanks
by Amy (Allen) Frieson | May 1, 2015 | Placeless
The sun has decided it is time to pay Brooklyn a visit. One Saturday, when I wake to chirping birds around 7 a.m., I decide to take myself to an exercise class.
The Conservation of Energy
by Kai Koopman | Apr 29, 2015 | Grand Rapids
I glean donated furniture after things that mark some kind of unraveling—an estate sale, a move, a downsizing. I’ve begun to think of my work as a conservation of energy.
To The Death
by Bekah (Williamson) Medendorp | Apr 28, 2015 | Placeless
Minutes later I hear the same scuffling. The sound continues. Then a cold trickle of dread seeps into my semi-consciousness. Someone is in the house.
Enter
by Brad Zwiers | Apr 27, 2015 | Placeless
You will find dark corners and blood capsules, both of which hide secrets. Here you will find costumes, gimmicks, and masks all covering something but creating something else.
Faith and Work
by Griffin Jackson | Apr 26, 2015 | Placeless
We should all be able to answer the question: “How does your faith affect your work?” But maybe an even more appropriate question is, “How does your work inform your faith?”
A Time for Shame
by Greg Kim | Apr 25, 2015 | Korea
In the face of wrong in which we have a share of the implications, I hope Koreans—and people of other societies alike in their own contexts of crisis— feel a sense of shame.
Flexing Failure
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Apr 24, 2015 | Placeless
I need to flex my failure muscles, to take risks and be willing to fall flat. I need to love myself for making mistakes.
The Moving Chronicles
by Michael Kelly | Apr 23, 2015 | Placeless
We are KILLING it! Let’s move this giant dresser! I’M READY!!! Ok 1…2…3! …wait this is so heavy…I need two seconds…(#horrificallyembarrassed).
My Climate Change Story
by Robert Zandstra | Apr 22, 2015 | Placeless
But if humans alter the meaning of nature itself, by which we understand God’s power and faithfulness, we may end up losing touch with God in an essential way.
Movie Reviewettes
by Andrew Orlebeke | Apr 21, 2015 | Placeless
It is manifestly astonishing, in the waning days of the vampire craze in which we find ourselves, that there are still vampirical depths yet to be plumbed.
Boston on My Mind
by Gabe Gunnink | Apr 20, 2015 | Massachusetts
Five miles. I’m finally loosening up and integrating the constant blare of spectators into my normal state of existence. I stay calm and don’t mind people passing me.
And Yet We Try Again
by Mary Margaret Healy | Apr 19, 2015 | Placeless
I suppose it was not until I drove it home, filled it with water and plant food, and plugged it in that I realized how far in over my head I truly was.
Avocado
by Matt & Laura Hubers | Apr 18, 2015 | Placeless
A car and a job, all in a couple of days. Seven o’clock—time to get up. Laura came bounding into the room. And that was when I found out I was going to be a father.
Because…Puppies?
by Geneva Langeland | Apr 17, 2015 | Placeless
For yours truly, however, mid-April means “I-only-have-three-days-of-classes-left-and-HOW-many-papers-are-due-on-Friday?”
Grocery Shopping in Austria
by Andrew Knot | Apr 16, 2015 | Placeless
It was early Saturday evening, and I’d slipped in the door of my local Billa—short for Billiger Laden, or Cheap Shop—ten minutes before closing.
High School Reunions (In Five Stages)
by Cassie Westrate | Apr 15, 2015 | Placeless
But, five years later, it’s enough. It’s enough for me get over my insecurities and care about someone. Someones. The someones I grew up with.
Mouth Over Matter
by Catherine Kramer | Apr 13, 2015 | Placeless
It has even worked its way into my eating habits. That sandwich is the best on the menu, you say? The one with a lot of things on it, yeah? Okay I’ll pass.
House of the Lord
by Abby Zwart | Apr 12, 2015 | Placeless
There is one space that makes me nervous. It’s not a space we hear a lot about or a space we have pictures of. I can’t rearrange it or make sure it’s painted my favorite colors.
How to Be a Woman in the Evangelical Church
by Elaine Schnabel | Apr 11, 2015 | Placeless
I found that women expect themselves and other women to be servants in the church and often that expectation is tied to their femininity.
La Traversée/La Nuit
by Katie Van Zanen | Apr 10, 2015 | Egypt
I don’t forget my body in Cairo, or rarely. I am thickly and humanly here, and it doesn’t feel much like art. It’s odd and awkward and difficult to understand.
Hoverboards, and Other Expectations
by Bart Tocci | Apr 9, 2015 | Placeless
There was no lightning. No music. No narrator. No hoverboards. I learned that people lie to you in order to get you to buy things, and I learned not to trust commercials.
Binary Sea
by Caroline (Higgins) Nyczak | Apr 7, 2015 | Michigan
Don’t tell anyone this, but last year I dreamed of being in middle-of-nowhere-Michigan while wandering the beautiful streets of the El Barrio district in Barcelona.
Love is a Sentence
by Josh deLacy | Apr 6, 2015 | Placeless
We promise love between sheets and in delivery rooms and at hospital bedsides. We say “God is love” and “the greatest of these is love.” But when it comes down to it, whenever we talk about love, none of us are really saying the same thing.
Easter Joy
by Alissa Anderson | Apr 5, 2015 | Placeless
The whole idea of resurrection is something of a mossy mystery—thinking about what it means for the Christian faith and, especially, what it means for how we live today.
A Glimpse
by Ben Rietema | Apr 4, 2015 | New Zealand
But probably, it was simply a pure moment, where the present brushes eternity and leaves a faint aroma of godliness. I breathed in. The rain whispered, and the grass ruffled.
For Good Friday
by Sabrina Lee | Apr 3, 2015 | Placeless
Poet and memoirist Mary Karr writes: “The very word incarnation derives from the Latin in carne: in meat. There is a body on the cross in my church.”
RFRA
by Jacob Schepers | Apr 2, 2015 | Placeless
I was four or five when I ran away from home. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision stemming from my preschool sense of injustice.
Fool Me Once
by Amy (Allen) Frieson | Apr 1, 2015 | Placeless
But when I tell this to people, my writing hopes and dreams and thoughts, the first question they invariably ask is: “What do you write?”
“Here’s the Story…”
by Josh Boerman | Mar 31, 2015 | Placeless
Of course, that’s not to say that it was a dramatic or artistic milestone. More accurately, the show’s dramatic milieu is perhaps best described as high camp.
On Depression
by Annie Williams | Mar 30, 2015 | Placeless
Your head hurts, you’re tired, you’re an insomniac, you’re a narcoleptic, you’re mute, you’re alone, deafened, crowded, screaming screaming screaming.
