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Same Kind of Different As Me. “I don’t know how old Sister Bettie was when I met her, but right this minute she got a crown a’ hair just as white as a cloud on a summer day, and twinklin … Continue reading
Same Kind of Different As Me. “Deborah grew up in Snyder, a tumbleweed-tossed West Texas town so flat you could stand on a cow chip and see New Mexico. It’s an everybody-knows-your-business place where schoolchildren dream of traveling to exotic … Continue reading
Lenten Lands: My Childhood with Joy Davidman and C.S. Lewis “Then off we went across the sea, the water sparkling with the ever moving scattered jewels of reflected sunlight, salt spray tingling our faces and flavouring our lips, the quiet … Continue reading
Lenten Lands: My Childhood with Joy Davidman and C.S. Lewis “On the Heath amongst the gorse and hawthorn one might find the occasional rabbit, though starving city cats made their lives perilous; and even hints of other more interesting fauna, … Continue reading
Why, O God? Suffering and Disability in the Bible and the Church “Lord Jesus, do you see that wheelchair over there? Well, you were right. When you put me in it, it was a lot of trouble. But the weaker … Continue reading
The Return of Sherlock Holmes “And yet as we saw it that autumn morning it was not the beauty which would be the first thing to impress the observer. The cheek was lovely, but it was paled with emotion; the … Continue reading
Lenten Lands: My Childhood with Joy Davidman and C.S. Lewis “For me, the house became slowly but inevitably a place of tension; the dusty, interesting attics changed from places for exploration and adventure to rooms of forbidding aspect, peopled by … Continue reading
The Return of Sherlock Holmes “Outside the wind howled down Baker Street, while the rain beat fiercely against the windows. It was strange there in the depths of the town, with ten miles of man’s handiwork on every side of … Continue reading
Lenten Lands: My Childhood with Joy Davidman and C.S. Lewis “Hot summers, the long dusty days frequently split apart by electrical storms with awesome power of sound and spectacle, dramatic autumns as the maples changed from silent dark greens to … Continue reading
The Return of Sherlock Holmes “As it opened there came a tumultuous rush into the hall, rapid feet clattered up the stair, and an instant later a wild-eyed and frantic young man, pale, disheveled, and palpitating, burst into the room. He looked from … Continue reading