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I would make a poor matador.
Last Saturday I checked into the unconscious hotel for minute or two. I was just starting to enjoy my stay, flying in the clouds, when I awoke to a mouthful of dirt. My dad was holding my head, mumbling desperate prayers to Jesus, asking me if I knew where I was. “The ranch?” I heard…
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Women Ranchers
Three reasons why I didn’t think I could be a rancher
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Prairie Eden
Out of a dry winter, blades of grass poke through the soil and stretch to the sun. I think I knew this would happen eventually, but I couldn’t believe it. All winter I stared into an opaque crystal ball – white as a blind eye and cold as a blizzard. The perpetual gray plagued my…
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Vampire
I remember, about a year after I had converted to Christianity, giving a talk at my college’s Christian worship night. I was so nervous. I took Xanax in the bathroom then went on the stage to tell all the college kids about how I met God – something I didn’t quite understand myself, but had…
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Learn by doing
I asked God to show me His love, Then you walked by on the 4th of July, And I learned how to love, –In coffee shops, your yellow apartment kitchen, the cracked sidewalks of our small town. I learned God’s love is less about being loved, But loving someone else so much, That you forget…
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Love?
That word feels clumsy on my tongue, Awkward and rough, I say it and wince when it trips out of my mouth. To me, it’s a flimsy credit card with an expiration date –Plastic, breakable, replaceable It has a limit, dependent on product satisfaction. It’s blackmail. The ultimate tool of manipulation. They say “I love…
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Free
she threw his clothes out the window criss cross applesauce, I watched them fall on the lawn, my idea of love distorted, like the dust behind dad’s truck as he drove away. love had to be proved— and I always pled guilty. – play dates mocked me with love I didn’t understand, those husbands and…
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Gospel
“This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.” 1 John 4:10 I’m still trying to figure out what happened when I died, That night I stopped trying to live. I knew I was dying for weeks, I couldn’t…
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Without the threat of boredom, I’m BORING
Hey there, college is making me dull Sometimes I just have to voice my crooked thoughts somewhere and I don’t want to harass my roommates more than necessary. I miss the good planet of sun too. I am so busy I don’t even have time to play tag by myself in the backyard anymore. I…
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Sometimes life is messy tangled interactions weave an intricate existence of who what wheres and often no whys simple situations yield significant change or not sometimes
Sentel Schreier 