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Art by Nick Stephens, “Blue Skies” Ruby filled the empty hours of Sunday afternoon playing hymns on the piano. Her family was scattered...

Art by Susan Gilgan, “Wisconsin Winter” It’s quite a jog from Malmö to Missouri to say the least. But Andrew and Annie came, all heart...

Hope everyone had a great 2015 holiday season. Now it’s time to achieve as many of those resolutions as we can before the end of the...

Declaring a winner in a literary contest is silly in many ways. As the ballots and comments make clear, different pieces resonated with...

We have enjoyed all twelve finalists. But we only have one Grand Prize. Help us decide which piece wins this year’s Lit Blitz by emailing...

You haven’t left yet, but when you do I’ll remind the children how you made sandwiches on warm wheat bread, stocked popsicles in your...

As soon as Brother Gardner opened the door, Shelley held out Sister Black’s old flip phone to him. “Do you have anything bigger or better...

Last night my daughter stormed into the kitchen spitting nails after her Young Women’s activity. “Do you know what we did?” “Is this a...

My son hunches into the storm in his oversized coat to collect fast offerings, a two-hour route because the other mother’s sons stay in...

Someone had made a spray paint stain on the second floor landing in the stairwell of Building B, and Maria couldn’t get it out. It was...