Making Time and Taking Time
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It’s just nine in the morning, and I’m wishing to hear the garage door sliding shut, meaning Trenton is home, his bike parked. And I’ve never told him, because I’m too embarrassed of needing him... Read More + |
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" I think that whatever we do, we should do it as if we're serving God." Read More + |
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Three people on the same job site have very different perspectives on their work. Read More + |
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The first job I had out of high school was as a dishwasher for a white-tablecloth Italian restaurant during the late seventies. My industrious best friend worked there, and he said it would be a... Read More + |
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Dear vacuum, broom, and dust pan, I’m sorry I’ve been neglecting you. After working all day, you’re the last things I want to spend my time with. To my friends, I do want to get together. I’m not... Read More + |
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Jason finally had enough. His officemate and frequent work partner would have to be confronted. “Your delays make us miss deadline after deadline,” Jason said. “And I’m sorry to have to tell you.” Read More + |
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Editor's Note: On Fridays we're hosting a series called Everything Matters, where guests share why their particular vocation or gift is a cultural act. Each installment serves as a response to the... Read More + |
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Ten to fifteen years ago, shopping for a new book meant traveling to a local bookstore where the owner usually greeted you as you walked through the door. Today, I spend five minutes online and... Read More + |
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I am holding a butter knife in my left hand, thinking I could use it to slice through the expectancy hovering in this kitchen. My daughter, Lydia, drums her fingers on the breakfast bar, while... Read More + |
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For months I worked on the redesign of a major program. I skipped lunches, brought work home, and even dreamt about it. It was consuming. As it neared completion, there was an unexpected change... Read More + |
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When God Hid His FaceMark D. Roberts |
Babies love playing Peek-a-boo. If you hide your face behind a towel, a newspaper, or your sweater and then burst out with a smile saying, "Peek-a-boo," just about any baby of a certain age will smile or laugh. You can play this game endlessly, or so it seems, until a baby hits a certain age. (Developmental psychologists explain that Peek-a-boo works with children who... Read More + |
