Grace-hallowed Days

Where the stars blaze between two worlds

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“Everything feels very tenuous, just then, and terribly beautiful, as if he is straddling two worlds, the one he came from and the one he is going to.” —Anthony Doer

  • Separate

    Separate

    The hour before the sun slips beneath the Montana horizon is sacred— a bird, lifting out of the mist of a cooling lake, the dusky…

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  • The Advent

    The Advent

    How could a woman so blessed be so rejected? I’m engaged to a man whose life is dedicated to our faith and his work. He’s…

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  • It is Beautiful

    It is Beautiful

    In the beginning…. It is a vast, everlastingly black boredom. Nothing dissolves into nothing. C. S. Lewis’s Aslan breaks the silence that always was. A…

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  • Thank You

    Thank You

    The skies hang heavy with ripe color, the autumn air crisp like cider apples, enough to bring nostalgia to anyone. Grape skins litter the lawn,…

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