Author: Michelle Van Loon
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Upgrade me
Oh so much has been written about the consumerist nature of western Christians. But as I was reading Tim Keel’s excellent book Intuitive Leadership: Embracing a Paradigm of Narrative, Metaphor and Chaos (Baker 2007), I had a wee ah-ha moment. Keel mentions that us sheep aren’t the only ones wandering from pasture to pasture, church…
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Stuff I saw on my road trip
There’s nothing like a road trip, is there? Last week, I drove from west of Ft. Lauderdale back home to Round Lake. I did the drive in two days – 11 hours the first day, 15 the second. This is not recommended unless you have a titanium behind. Which, apparently, I do. Here are some…
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The truth sets us free – really
One of the great, sad tragedies of my mom’s life was the story of how her adoption was hidden from her until weeks before her wedding. Her mother had died shortly after giving birth to my mom, and my mom’s distraught dad couldn’t figure out how he could work and care for a newborn as…
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Click your heels together
If only it were this easy. I won’t be able to click my heels together, Dorothy-style, and go home. Instead, I’ll be driving a 99 Toyota Corolla from Ft. Lauderdale to Chicago… …soon. Home.
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The end and the beginning
My sister Jodi returned here to south Florida on Saturday, September 22. She was going to stay with my mom, and I was planning to return home for a bit before coming back here to take another turn hanging out with my mom. Within a short time after Jodi came into the house, my mom…
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Phone call from death, line 1
I’ve had a front-row seat over the last three and a half weeks as I’ve watched my mom decline toward her death. Though she was very intentional about not seeking treatment for her cancer, now that she’s facing death, she dances toward the grave and then, in a panic, tries to pull back from its…