sweep

On my prayer walk last Friday, I happened upon a man who was sweeping the ground with a metal detector. The grassy slopes near the middle school he was searching looked empty – filled with just sodden weeds like any other day in Oregon. But Larry passed the metal detector back and forth until it […]

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One breezy summer day when I was fifteen, my father gave me the task of sweeping leaves from the sidewalk in front of our house. As I set to work, I became frustrated, because it seemed that for every foot cleared along the way, the wind pushed the leaves back twice as far in the […]

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