The Weakest Reed

He will not crush the weakest reed or put out a flickering candle.

October 3, 2014
by Rachel Gustafson
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What do we really mean when we say we must proclaim the truth at all costs?

(Please see the note at the bottom of this post.) Last week, autumn ran a high fever.  I took oddly sweat-prickled walks in an environment that would normally be associated with cr-words like crisp and crunch and crumble, used interchangeably … Continue reading

September 20, 2013
by Rachel Gustafson
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A post for when it is fall and you’re turning 35 next week

At the height of summer a garden is verdant and plush, explosive with life.  But as the produce of the field grows ripe, the branches become ungainly as they droop here and there to accommodate the weight of burgeoning fruit. … Continue reading