Time Out from the Practice of Hurry

Time Out from the Practice of Hurry

“Do you always read to your kids like that?” she queried. My friend was referring to my rendition of a Dr. Seuss classic delivered at tongue-twister speed from a rocking chair in the church nursery: “Would you like them in a house? Would you like them with a mouse?...
Dunes, Desert, and the Sands of Time

Dunes, Desert, and the Sands of Time

We live on a sand dune high above Lake Michigan. Over time, the landscape changes entirely, eroded and caressed by calm and storm alike. Mostly rugged, sometimes docile, its environment is never static, always blowing, moving, and changing in westerly gales that send...
Letter From the Editor

Letter From the Editor

Have you ever said to yourself, I thought we’d have more time? If you’ve ever unexpectedly lost someone you loved, you’ve probably thought that. You thought they’d be there longer. You thought you could have one more conversation. Share one more cup of coffee. Laugh...
Can Time Heal All Wounds?

Can Time Heal All Wounds?

The soft chimes on my phone alarm sounded on the nightstand next to me. I opened my eyes long enough to find the phone, slide the alarm to snooze, and set it back down. For one blissful second, life felt good and normal. But just as quickly, the bleak reality of my...
Time, Foreignness, and the Immigrant Journey

Time, Foreignness, and the Immigrant Journey

A few weeks ago, I submitted a devotion to the editor of an anthology. In my submission, I recalled feeling out of place in the U.S. when I first emigrated to the U.S. from India. I shared how the visceral experience of being a foreigner helped me understand my...

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