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Why I Am A Christian, Part 2
I wrote the following many years ago before I married or had children. I was attending a Christian college, and going through a crisis of faith. I don’t believe in God. Oh, don’t misunderstand me. I know God is. I know he created everything, and I know he sent Jesus to rescue man from death…
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Being Grumpy
I’ve always admired great curmudgeons: men—they are always men; there is no polite word for a woman curmudgeon—who are at once witty and wise and aloof. They have both inspired and excused my own grumpiness. Of course, there’s more to being a curmudgeon than grumpiness, but an ungrumpy curmudgeon is as oxymoronic as a gloomy…