Traditionally, we start every Christmas at our house, just the four of us. After lunch we head to my parents' house, then around dinner time we head to Chris's mom's house.
How did we all get here — and now what? About violence, Tribalism, & the
Real Call of God’s People
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When grief cuts deeply, words come slowly. There is nothing wrong with
this, or with feeling deeply enough to weep. Tears that slowly come can
slowly water...
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