Hearts Fully Alive

We were at a school meeting for parents and my daughter comes over to where I’m sitting and asks, “Mom, why don’t you talk to the other parents?” She was only 7 years old but she could pick up that something was amiss. I said something like, “I will, sweet pea. You run along and play.” And she did. Her…
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The green grass shimmers and I’m dancing – a small child twirling in the vast openness of the Andean hillside. I see my grandmother seated next to her awayu (a carrying blanket) and she is looking at me with pleasure. The sky is a beautiful blue and I feel the intensity of the strong Andean sun beaming its ray on…
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So I’m sitting at church today and listening to the visiting preacher talk about a young adult who came to know Jesus through their youth ministry and she tells him that when she gets to heaven she will go to Jesus and thank Him for coming to die for her sins; then she will go thank the person who came…
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I dropped off my parents at the airport last week. They were headed back to Peru, their homeland. While they’ve lived nearly half their lives in the U.S., the calling to Peru never seems to end. My Dad will be 80 this November, and he is more determined than ever to make the long and arduous journey to the Andean…
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