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By: crystal

Last week, our country experienced collective shock and grief after the heinous, egregious acts committed in Aurora, Colorado.  In the aftermath, we learned details about the seemingly normal killer, as well as the acts of bravery which emerged from the shadow of the tragedy.  Hope, although a little seedling, was springing up in the hours after the shooting.  Stories poured in about…

By: crystal

The last few weeks have been an amalgam of emotions. I have been helping people move.  In a casual sense, this is simply packing one’s belongings up and placing them in a new space.  Over the course of our lifetimes, we move our belongings several times.  The place we choose to live is intimate, a sanctuary perhaps, and reveals much about the things…

By: crystal

Just recently, my husband and I celebrated our twelfth wedding anniversary.  That morning, I woke up early and on my way through the house, noticed something different in our living room.  As I turned on the light, I was nearly in tears at what I saw… My husband purchased a rose for every month of our marriage.  I’m not much of…

By: crystal

If you happened to turn on your television today, you could not avoid the onslaught of media coverage that now (unfortunately) defines American politics.  At lunch, I overheard a man muttering on about communism, while the media channels featured an inventory of political analysts who wasted no time appearing on various shows spouting diatribes about the ruin or resuscitation of…

By: crystal

Father’s Day has now passed.  New ties are probably hanging in his closet or a new driver is in his golf bag.  Celebatory meals have been digested, cards given, hugs exchanged. However, one day seems grossly inadequate to thank someone who has contributed so much, doesn’t it? One of the reasons why I don’t have children yet (and, trust me, I…

By: crystal

Last week, the Hurds decided to get more aggressive with our exercise plan.  I typically use our Xbox Kinect to do this, but nothing replaces the beauty of the great outdoors. My husband Aaron pulled his old mountain bike out of storage.  I didn’t own a bike so we visited a friend’s bike shop and purchased one. The reason I…

By: crystal

I have a small confession: it is difficult to satisfy me at times.  I have a bad habit of questioning and requestioning.  Most people would say that this type of critical thinking is a good thing, but at times it nearly torments me. Casually, I call this “Greener Pastures Syndrome.”  We tell ourselves, It will be so much better once…

By: crystal

Picture taken with my mentor and chair Dr. Jasmine Renner at Taylor’s local eatery Ivanhoe’s “Nothing, I suspect, is more astonishing in any man’s life than the discovery that there do exist people very, very like himself” – Surprised by Joy Last weekend, I had the great pleasure of attending and presenting research at the Colloquium on C.S. Lewis and…

By: crystal

In C.S. Lewis’s An Experiment on Criticism (2010/1961), he writes, Literary experience heals the wound, without undermining the privilege, of individuality . . . But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see. Here,…