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“Today is the place where the shame of yesterday can die in the hands of the God Who holds your yesterday in those same hands, Who stands with those hands set squarely on your shoulders today, and Who reaches out to you from a tomorrow that those hands have already prepared for you.”

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“On train trips, Ernie always wanted the window seat. He knew the names of the trees we passed, and the clouds—nacreous, cumulus, nimbus. He was ever vigilant for animal life and appreciative of the tiny patches of humanity along the tracks that exposed the lives of the rail-side dwellers in such intimate detail. “I love sad houses,” he’d say, pointing to a chorus line of discoloured laundry waving at us, to an upturned self-propelled lawnmower, straggly gardens, leaky drainpipes, a rain-weathered pram that had been turned into a wheelbarrow. “The porch lights are on to keep the rats in their dens,” he’d said. To be a voyeur of decay at such close range was as much of an enthrallment as it was a validation of the scarcities in his own backyard. I knew exactly which days Ernie’s mum had had to choose between heating the house and putting food on the table. My mother had been there too. Before the Zipper had given her a leg up.”

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“The leaves of the maples along the highway were beginning to turn red, orange and yellow. Whole cornfields lay bare once again. Summer was drawing to a close. On his way to Bar Harbor, Nick thought his life, too, was drawing to a close. He felt alone and unloved. He wondered if anyone would even miss him. But then he got spun around, and he began to understand that he was neither alone nor unloved. No one had left him or stopped loving him. They were simply waiting for him. Rays of sunlight streamed through gaps in the clouds. They made Nick think of his mother and what she had told him about grace being his salvation. Now, he felt filled with grace. And he chose not to think of his failings or even the exciting opportunities ahead, his past or his future, his exodus or his journey home. Instead, Nick chose to pay attention to the road and simply drive.”

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“If something pushes itself into our lives and demands immediate allegiance of us, it will always be less than that which we should give the best of ourselves over to. However, if something stands at a distance and invites us in quiet and unobtrusive tones, and if it then steps away to allow us to settle the matter for ourselves, it is likely worth the whole of our allegiance. Such is God.”

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“The Hamartia of Esteem by Stewart Stafford A clash of Roses has seared these temples grey, The brash cur pack supplanting divinity's place, Nightshade words aimed at codpiece not the face, Inquisition's gauntlet strikes this judgement day. A death warrant marked by slander's inked stain? Scarred by a caricatured actor's grasping fear? In a groundless play for a groundling's sneer? Mannequin tyrant in a jailer playwright's disdain? Time shall be your confessor and guide, A guest casting stones at yourself in haste, Purifying my beloved's fair hand, debased, Redeem her undoing at a vengeful rabble's side. © 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”

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