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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…

Sending my husband off to school

Sending my husband off to school

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Marriage | Before buying groceries this week I Googled “what to pack in your husband’s lunch.” I was then introduced to whole forums of women who have contemplated…

The WJI alumni association

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Media | Two summers ago I was waiting for pizza in a psychedelic Asheville restaurant, where Alice in Wonderland decor festooned the balcony and great paper animals…

Fearing the return of Jesus

Fearing the return of Jesus

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Faith & Inspiration | Maybe you weren’t a kid when the Left Behind books came out—but I was, and they scared me out of my little pink pajamas. OK, not literally. But I was afraid…

Rejoicing in the day the Lord has made

Rejoicing in the day the Lord has made

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | I could hear the hum of the razor as my husband stood at the sink shaving off his beard. The possibility of shaving had plagued his mind for several days.

Learning to have a new best friend

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Faith & Inspiration | On my wedding day, my best friend Kayla stood up with ivy in her hair and made me cry with her toast to our disappearing childhoods. She seamlessly rescued me…

Dreaming his dreams

Dreaming his dreams

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Faith & Inspiration | I was sitting on our neighbors’ outdoor patio a few weeks ago watching my husband play music. There, on the chilly wet lawn at dusk, he, his friend Jesse,

Catch a new wave

Catch a new wave

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Faith & Inspiration | I remember my mother counting the apple trees on the way to our little New York church on Sunday morning. The road snaked through backcountry hills beside sad…

Being fed in the school cafeteria

Being fed in the school cafeteria

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Faith & Inspiration | The kids in my high school used to fling pats of butter into the air with the purpose of sticking them to the cafeteria ceiling. Every day we ate with butter…

I didn’t earn that pizza

I didn’t earn that pizza

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Books | When I was a child, I cheated at the Pizza Hut Book-It program. At the time, I didn’t apply the word cheat to the fudging I performed on my Book-It list. But…

We’ll always remember the flies

We’ll always remember the flies

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Marriage | My husband stood in the middle of the room with a tissue in hand, poised for attack. He craved the blood of two houseflies that plague our bedroom with their…

Writing hymns from experience

By Chelsea Kolz Boes
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Music | A woman sits in a ballooning black taffeta dress with her thin hands folded. Beneath her placid face with its broad nose, her dress buries what we believe on…

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