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Saint Paul Meets a Quaker Lady

FJ Poetry: ”In the fulness of personal time...” Nancy Thomas
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Procrastinating with Pollution

I like to go on walks along a creek near my house. Jodi Bright-Walck
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The Merry Love the Fiddle

I was 58 before I learned he used to fiddle... David Black
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At Home in the World

The Dignity of Living Faith in Action Andrew Huff
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Walk by Faith

Finding my way toward right use of Scripture. Mary Ann Downey
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Faith,

a spinning jump rope, rising and falling, fickle as the wind... Anne Maren-Hogan
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The Silent Confirmation of a Notable Thing

The starling was a ball of broken feathers rolled into an overflowing gutter. Eileen Gunnell Lee
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Future Visions

Javier settled into silence, hoping that on this First Day, he would not become unmoored in time and space. Trace Yulie

Susan Jane Freedman Ross

Ross—Susan Jane Freedman Ross, 76, on March 22, 2018, at a convalescent home in Alamo, Calif. Susan was born on…
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Receive Me

. . . and a woman named Martha received him into her house. Luke 10:38 Paul Willis
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Perennials

"When I biked up the hills / to your house, I saw you / planting bulbs in your yard..." Mary Timberlake
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