faith journey
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This is a fallow field, God said. I looked up. It stretched away from me, trampled and desolate, an asymmetric tangle of weeds and loose rocks lodged forlornly across its lunar topography. Unremarkable and lonely. Incongruent with the bustle of spring around me. It was the 14th April 2023. A particularly verdant spring day had
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In April 2021, we packed up our house and moved. The sun shone that morning and to my surprise I wept inconsolably as we loaded the van and surrendered the keys to a tenant. 18 tempestuous months later, I found myself back at the front door, feeling the familiar metallic shudder of the keys in
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