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Laura de Jong



On Tuesday morning I looked up from the plank position I had been holding and saw a dolphin. And then another dolphin. Just their dorsal fins arcing up and out of the water, then disappearing, then cresting again. Twenty-four hours…
February 18, 2021

For the Restless

Because, I suppose, God would still have us call him good,he has shone the light of his countenance upon us(here in West Michigan, at least)and blessed us with sunshinethese first February days.In January the sun calmed, warmed, filled with hope.But…
February 4, 2021

The Day After

To tweak the opening sentence of the New York Times from January 21, 1861, “The day to which all have looked with so much anxiety and interest has come and passed. Joe Biden has been inaugurated, and ‘all’s well.’”That sentence…
January 21, 2021


Note: I uploaded this post yesterday morning...and then yesterday afternoon happened. It seems a bit tone-deaf to write about something other than the events that took place in Washington yesterday, but as of last night, I could not begin to…
January 7, 2021

The Weary World Rejoices

In his perhaps most Ron Weasley-ish moment, Ron responds to Hermione’s description of the many emotions Cho Chang is experiencing as she grieves Cedric and then starts to fall for Harry with this exclamation: “A person can’t feel all that…
December 24, 2020

Searching for Joy

Last week I sat perched in my favorite perching place, where fallen tree meets standing tree. The Y-branches of the fallen tree jut out from where it intersects the still-standing tree and are just low enough that you can hop…
December 10, 2020

The Gift of Self

By now you’ve read all sorts of reasons to support the Reformed Journal and The Twelve. You’ve read about the exciting updates coming down the line. You’ve read about the importance of Reformed voices in current conversations, about the rather…
December 3, 2020

Ceilings and Suit Jackets

Two weeks ago, on a warm-for-November Saturday night, I sat in an Adirondack chair beside my friend’s fire pit, an iPad perched on a little folding table between us, waiting for Joe Biden to make his first speech after the…
November 19, 2020

Prayers of the Saints

Here’s a conversation I had on Monday.Me: “I have to write my blog yet this week.”Friend: “What are you going to write about?”Me: “No idea. I feel like I have to wait to see where things are…who knows what we’ll…
November 5, 2020

Onward Christian Soldiers

Last week we received a postcard in the church mail. No sender, no note – just this image on the front and our church address on the back. If you can’t see it clearly, it’s a photo of men holding…
October 22, 2020