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A Desire to Disappear

Some kids were obsessed with bicycles. Some with baseball cards, cartoons, or treehouses. Me? I was obsessed with hiding. Not hide-and-seek. Not the playful kind of hiding where someone counts to twenty while children laugh and scramble behind furniture waiting to be discovered. I mean real hiding. The kind where I did not want anyone…
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The Fear of Loneliness

There are many fears that shape a human life. Fear of failure. Fear of death. Fear of rejection. Fear of losing control. Yet beneath nearly all of them, I believe there is a deeper fear quietly waiting underneath the surface: the fear of being alone. Not simply physically alone. Many people sit in crowded rooms…
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Democracy is Fragile

I vote because I believe silence is also a decision. For much of my life, I have watched people treat voting as if it were optional, as though democracy is a machine that somehow continues functioning without the participation of ordinary people. But I have lived long enough to know that every right people take…
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Living Your Truth

For much of my life, I believed the goal was stability. Build a life that works. Become dependable. Be respected. Be needed. Be good. I followed that blueprint carefully, almost reverently, the way a person follows a map they are too afraid to question. I became successful in the investment world. I became a pastor.…
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Peace

There are daysI think peace is a place other people were given directions towhile I was handed endurance instead. I have searched for itin sanctuaries stained with sunlight,in the silence after midnight prayers,in the hollow ache of hotel rooms,in the sound of waves folding themselves against the shorelike God still believes in repetition. I have…
