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By: crystal

This past week, bells rang, students scuffled through the hallways, and books opened once again.  The rusty gears of public education, silent for the last few weeks, began to spin once more, stiffly at first.  School busses are now toting fresh-faced children to school.  Teachers are busy preparing for a new school year and implementing routines to help ensure student success.  We…

By: crystal

Earlier this summer, Ray Bradbury, a great American literary monolith, passed away at the age of 91.  Bradbury wrote such classics as Fahrenheit 451, and a myriad of great short stories.  Among these is a story titled, “A Sound of Thunder.”  Today, I teach this story multiple times a year and I enjoy it increasingly more because it has a personal significance….

By: crystal

Just recently, I purchased a copy of David Kinnaman’s You Lost Me, an ominous portrait of young, modern Christians who are walking away from the Church in droves.  Why the mass exodus?  Kinnaman, who serves as president of the Christian research firm the Barna Group, uses statistics strengthened by interviews to reveal that many young Christians cannot reconcile their faith with other cultural influences.  One of the chapters…

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…