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Heidi S. De Jonge

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Grown Up

"Is this just going to keep happening?" my seven year old daughter asked. Her voice caught in her throat. Her eyes were tired from crying. She had had a hard day at school. "Is this just going to keep happening…
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Tired

I've seen this meme pop up on Facebook a few times in the last bit and it's gotten some good traction: "It's not about how tired you are. It's about how tired you're making everyone else." - My husband explaining…
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Bereaved

Although my voice sometimes catches in my throat during the funerals I officiate, I rarely shed tears. The tissue box at the pulpit is more there for the bereaved family members who come up to speak about their loved one.…
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Dogged

A week and a half ago, our family adopted a puppy from the Kingston Humane Society. Nevada is a three month old Siberian Husky mix and we love her. And just as we anticipated, she's turned our lives inside out and…
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Darkened

In the third month after the Israelites left Egypt, they arrived at the Desert of Sinai and camped in front of the mountain. Before God gave them the Ten Words, Moses did a lot of running up and down the…
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Softened

My father, the Rev. Dr. Jim Petersen, is a retired Christian Reformed Church minister who still has fire in his belly. He is a preacher and an evangelist, yes. But more importantly, he is a lover of the Word and…
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Written into the Story

Toward the end of "The Two Towers", by J.R.R. Tolkien, Frodo and Sam, on their way to destroy the Ring, take a rest "in a dark crevice between two great piers of rock" on the stairs of Cirith Ungol. As…
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Mighty Christmas

I accompany our church choir, and for this year's Christmas morning service we sang a choral version of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen": God Rest Ye, arranged by David Chase. In worship planning, I had arranged for "God Rest Ye"…
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Healed

On these days surrounding the second Sunday of Advent, I wear a chain around my neck. The chain holds the wedding band that used to be worn by my first husband, Layton. He wore it from the day we were…
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Connected

In August of 2017, I cycled a six day leg of the Sea to Sea – a coast to coast ride, raising awareness and money to fight poverty, locally and globally. On the second to last day of our ride,…