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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…

Behind God’s frowning providence

Behind God’s frowning providence

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | I know the story of Ruth by heart because I listened to its corresponding Adventures in Odyssey episode at least 20 times during my childhood. My brother and…

A stack of prayers

A stack of prayers

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | Lately I’ve taken up the habit of praying through index cards. My college lit professor did this, endlessly walking around the campus pond praying for our…

Vegetable-love

Vegetable-love

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Food | Last week I stood at the Saturday farmer’s market, goggling at the tomatoes. They were so red, round, and multitudinous, spread out on mismatched tables in…

Staying in tune

Staying in tune

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Essay | This week I watched my husband string a guitar for the first time. He walked to the corner of our bedroom late one night and extracted the instrument, the…

Learning to love through a lost art

Learning to love through a lost art

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Marriage | I extracted two brown gloves from my purse and applied them to my icy hands. This was December in New York, and I had just perched myself in a waiting room…

These are the good old days

These are the good old days

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Essay | Last March I was driving my yellow car through the filthy remains of our long winter. Our whole New York region was in that stage of repose where the snow has…

Feeling at home

Feeling at home

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Marriage | While I was planning our wedding—picking out plates, whittling down the guest list, and taking melatonin to help me sleep at night—a friend told me the…

A verse to carry us into the real world

A verse to carry us into the real world

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | “A servant of the Lord must not quarrel but must be kind to everyone, be able to teach, and be patient with difficult people.” I rehearsed the words over…

So many books, so little time

So many books, so little time

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Books | At the end of college, my life was a long ledger of incomplete reading reports. I viewed these reports not only as a judgment on my academic ability but on my…

 
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