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Comment on Are You One of the Exiles? by Ian

Hi Chris, Hold your head up high indeed!

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Thanks, Rita. Hope you enjoy CF!

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Hi Lee,I’m glad you liked the book. We all have our stories, right?

Comment on Why Everyone Should Write a Six-Word Memoir by Ian

That’s the journey, right?

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Hi Jack, thanks for your words.

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Thanks, Larry. Hopeful words.

Comment on Why Everyone Should Write a Six-Word Memoir by John Santic

“born in fury, lived in lightning” – if I can borrow from the imagination of Steinbeck.

I’m really enjoying your latest Jesus, My Father, the CIA and Me.

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thank you so much for writing your memoir and sharing your life. many of your insights were very helpful to me. especially the “whac-a-mole” analogy of emotional repression and the “jump or fall” parable.

i did not grow up with an alcoholic. my step-father was abusive and violent without benefit of drinking – and with the self-righteousness of fundamentalist religion to inspire and embolden him. but your words spoke to my heart with depth and contributed to a process of healing.

i also enjoyed your style of story-telling and humor.

thanks again,

lee

Comment on Are You One of the Exiles? by Sam Mahlstadt

I have been dealing with much of the same, a nagging that questions aren’t honored, and yearning for something more than the shallow pools of evangelicalism. I haven’t left the church, but am very much in exile, searching for a spiritual homeland.

Comment on Are You One of the Exiles? by Kendall

I left the church one morning, half way through a service when I saw the children in front of me at play in the pews and had a sense of invitation to come outside and play, too. Once I was out the doors, I stopped by to visit an old friend whose wife was in the last weeks of her life. Waiting in the waiting room for him, he stepped out from the ICU, saw me sitting there, and said, “I was hoping you would be here. Let’s go get some lunch, I know a place where they bring fresh baked cookies when they bring your tab.”

I never stepped back inside the church since…