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Hidden Art Lasts A Lifetime

When I was in 8th grade my dad caved in to my mom’s insistence that we have a piano. Not a castoff or old upright, but brand new Kimball console. You might not think that’s strange, but as I watched the men from our church unload the monstrosity from the truck, I was...
Sailing the FriendShip

Sailing the FriendShip

‘When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands, and stick together.’ This is what friends do. I don’t know what kind of day you had yesterday or the day before or the day before that. I do know that our days come bundled good with bad and sometimes...
A new kind of Notice

A new kind of Notice

Do you ever feel invisible? Think about it. Here’s what I mean by that. It isn’t that you want to be on display, receive applause, or even be the center of attention, but maybe simply to be noticed. We all go through times when we want someone, we care about, to...