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Sarina Gruver Moore

Apocalypse, Now

For several summers I’ve taught a course on global literature organized around the topic of “Apocalypse.” But the course material isn’t what you might expect–no

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On Fire

  Driving home from a difficult meeting yesterday I found myself lingering on the Christian music station. Believe me, I know. It’s been a surprise

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Shopping with Jesus

I have a thing for clothes. Let’s not call it an obsession, but okay…FINE. I love colors and shoes and 1950s clip earrings and vintage

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Bless This House

A student walked into my office the other day and handed me a simple white envelope with my name on it. “May I open it

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On Being Fourteen, and Dumb

This is a story about learning the hard way how to be vulnerable. The summer before I started high school my church youth group took

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Shellac Me, Baby

At a certain moment in middle age you realize that the old nursery rhyme “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin” has its

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Stones of Remembrance

Omaha Beach, January 2017 This landscape reminds me of home. The winter sun, the relatively warm weather, the golden grasses catching the light, the high

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Words of Life

Space is important to me. In particular, the space of my office is important to me, not only because it’s the place where I do

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Middle-School Band Concert

This one goes out to the beltless ones, the ones who forget their music at home, the ones who scrounge half-clean dress shirts from the

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