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Through the Dark
Most of the time, I don’t feel like a brave person. This has been true since I was a child, a child plagued by strange and vivid fears. I remember lying in bed at night listening to the drone of airplanes passing by overhead—I would imagine a change in the tenor of the engine, and felt certain....
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Blessed to Receive
My sister, who is twelve years younger than I am, loves to watch the home videos our parents made during the two-year span they owned and used their RCA video camera. There are few activities I hate more. But as my sister is the baby in the family, and I’m hopelessly....
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Animal Stories
Hardly a week goes by that I don’t speak, or hear, a line from a Wes Anderson movie. My friends and I belong to that group of twenty-something Anderson fans devoted to the look and language of his quirky films, and many a line has made its way into our collective....
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Arts and Crafts
Craft time was the second most exciting part of my childhood church’s summer bible school, topped only by what happened next: when we kids rushed outside to where Little Debbie snack cakes were spread across tables in the open-air fellowship area, stuffed the day’s materials into our mothers’ purses, then chased each other....
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Rock-n-Roll Paradise
The first time I experienced a true yearning for heaven, I wasn't in church—I was at a rock concert. I mean, if you could call it that. In Atlanta, in what amounted to not much more than a glorified gymnasium, Icelandic group Sigur Ros (in English: "Victory Rose") sawed out their trademark brand of....
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Memoir by Lauren Winner, Poetry by James Harpur, Art by Guy Chase and Adrian Wiszniewski
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