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A widow’s reminder

A widow’s reminder

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Essay | I’ve started thinking about Barbara again—because I’m starting to feel like her. I knew the old woman summers ago, when I used to sit in her huge,

Remember you’re not alone

Remember you’re not alone

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | After one of my dearest friends left her Midwestern home for a new job in the South last week, she told me, “Like all heralded adventures, this one is a…

Hanging out with Freaks and Geeks

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Television | Everyone has been talking about Seth Rogen and James Franco during the past weeks because of The Interview . Certainly a hullaballoo of this kind—a nation…

God and football

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Essay | The moment before you dive into the fray of a high school football game, knowing you will be tackled, you feel like lightning is ripping through your guts.

The right time to think about babies

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Family | In the weeks before Christmas, Sarah Cavicchi learned a lesson that Mary, mother of Jesus, learned long ago: When it comes to pregnancy, people love to judge.

Beneath the big hair

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Music | Every Tuesday morning I sit at the kitchen table in my pajamas and click through the daily photos from the Associated Press. Because I work for God’s World…

A taste of the at-homeness of heaven

A taste of the at-homeness of heaven

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | I settled stiffly into my seat at church last week, counting my miseries. We were half an hour late and I had the sniffles. I had forgotten to put on lipstick…

The invisible work of washing dishes

The invisible work of washing dishes

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Essay | This week I finally took down the jar of advice rocks from the high living room shelf. The rocks, a wedding gift, are each inscribed with a piece of marital…

Our lost lambs

Our lost lambs

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | I remember the Christmas my brother Isaac and I lost the sheep. One was small and white, a tiny plastic lamb no bigger than the baby Jesus figurine. The other…

A reminder of life and death

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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History | Our innkeeper told us we had come to Gettysburg at a propitious time: Remembrance Weekend, during which throngs of period-dressed Civil War enthusiasts march…

A fulfilling farmhouse

A fulfilling farmhouse

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Essay | I hadn’t slept alone for nearly six months. Huddled beneath five quilts in the drafty upstairs of a West Virginia farmhouse, I listened to the boys through…

Safe not spooky

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | My husband stood in the underground stairway singing “Amazing Grace,” the song echoing off the walls and carrying into the darkness outside. We stood near…

 
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