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Are We Missing the Point of Lent?

From a distance, Lent appeared to be a time of forced obedience when people tried to “clean themselves up” by fasting or going for extra church services. It felt less like a special season of the Christian life and more like an attempt to “schedule time with God.”
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When I Realized I Was Lukewarm

In 2012, I was in a near-fatal car accident and suffered extensive brain injury as a result. Up till then, I had been working as a family doctor in northwest Indiana, USA, for six years.
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I Thought I Would Never Forgive

When I got married and moved in with my husband’s family, there were many conflicts. I was immature and hot-tempered, and exchanged many harsh words with my in-laws.
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Are We Missing the Point of Lent?

From a distance, Lent appeared to be a time of forced obedience when people tried to “clean themselves up” by fasting or going for extra church services. It felt less like a special season of the Christian life and more like an attempt to “schedule time with God.”
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I Learned the Secret to Time Management

It was late afternoon. I was still at my computer, supposedly editing an article our website needed soon. My son was noisily racing his toy cars across the living room floor—an audible reminder that I hadn’t had time to play with him that afternoon. I also still needed to plan and cook dinner at some point before my husband and sister came home from work.
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Watch Out for the Signs

A couple of years ago, I set out on my first solo camping trip. After a long day of hiking, I finally arrived at my campsite, a quiet beach surrounded by mountains and the vast ocean.
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Watch Out for the Signs

A couple of years ago, I set out on my first solo camping trip. After a long day of hiking, I finally arrived at my campsite, a quiet beach surrounded by mountains and the vast ocean.
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ODB: In the Moment

The ambulance door was about to close—with me on the inside. Outside, my son was on the phone to my wife. From my concussed fog, I called his name. As he recalls the moment, I slowly said, “Tell your mom I love her very much.”Apparently I thought this might be goodbye, and I wanted those to be my parting words. In the moment, that’s what mattered most to me.As Jesus endured

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