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  As the loquacious preacher expounded on the inerrancy of the Bible and the existence of God, and I, mesmerized, by his tide of words and hefty claims, rose to...

  Every year around this time I call the farm. I listen to the muted ring of the rotary phone, and wait.Mom says, “Hello?” Her voice, careful at first, then,“Oh...

  Because we followed an evening star, here, to our new slimmed-down home among the stolid mountains, the high jewel lakes, the anxious highway,the lordly loggi...

  If the dawn that plays on the waves of a lake,if the sway of a bough in a cedar-scented breeze,if bullfrogs and fireflies and the rosy maple moth,all seem tri...