When I was a very little boy, Dad built a miniature Christmas stable. I grew up seeing the brown wood structure sitting under the soft, green, pine branches each December, with the infant Jesus lying in the manger, Joseph and Mary standing by their son’s side, cattle and sheep resting indoors and out, and a […]
Author Archives: Rich Kordesh
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The path through the forest
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The angel in my seat
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What will be the work of home?
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Coming, going, and being home
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Finding the time to listen
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