Neil M. Alexander
Holy Listening
He was sitting across from me in our small group gathering, head bowed and hands clasped in his lap. It seemed a bit unusual for him to suddenly move from an intense declaration…
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Article We Belong Away From Home
We were dropped off as dusk foreshadowed the coming night. We'd brought kerosene lanterns and a couple of cans of stew to heat on top of the wood-burning stove. We knew where we…
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Article Living Freely and Lightly
Talk about Christian living can be embarrassingly timid, palpably judgmental, or elusively abstract. But as a rule we sense a big gap between “what is” and “what …
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Article Primitive Hospitality
pri m∙i∙tive primary, as distinguished from secondary. original. elemental. It came like a lightening bolt. News of our colleague's apparent suicide left us limp…



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