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Not only do I have a Spiritual Director, I are one. There, I said it. Yeah, I know, the term “spiritual direction” carries either a big yawn or big baggage. On the one hand it seems archaic. Too Catholic for many, conjuring up images of monks in habits, sitting in barely furnished, stucco coated rooms lit by one weak candle in the corner. Or maybe I just planted that thought for the first time, but still for most of us, the word “direction” seems too authoritative to be something that any self-respecting American would seek.

I hear that Life Coaches are all the rage for some. Think of this as a Spiritual Life Coach. Spiritual Direction is just a classic term for what some have rightly called

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Bekah’s was broken into Friday night. Someone took a big rock, threw it through a window, made a mess of things and made away with some bags of potato chips. Cost of the window? Probably $1000. Cost of the chips? A few bucks.

We got it cleaned up and had a great day. Seriously.

But I’ve been reflecting on a conversation I had with someone who works next door. I told her that we were broken into, etc., and she responded with all sincerity, and a profound sense of justice and finality, “They will BURN IN HELL for a few bags of chips!”

Wow. As is all too often typical, I (more…)