Sarah Moore

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Strangers at a Reunion

Family Reunions bring out the best in us. They truly do. They remind us not only of the people with whom we belong, but they remind us of the culture and heritage to which we belong. These are things quickly disappearing

Magic Blueberries

Every year around this time, the sand behind my house turns a gentle but convincing shade of blue. It’s almost as blue as Lake Superior—almost as beautiful, too. We did not know, upon buying the property, tha

An Open Letter to Charlie Gard

Dear Charlie: Here you are, less than two weeks from your first birthday. Other one-year-olds have birthday parties; you will have a burial. Other one-year-olds receive gifts; you weren’t even afforded t

Why I'm Not A Terrorist

Do you remember that scene in Prince Caspian when Lucy tries to talk to the wild bear? He tries to attack her and she is confused. Why would a bear of Narnia want to kill Queen Lucy? The dwarf, whose name I can never rem

No Such Thing As A Terrorist

“There are no terrorists; there are only people who do terror acts.” This video, interestingly enough, is titled Why I Love Terrorists.  What a revolutionary idea. What a revolutionary formula.

The Cool Trend That's Killing Us

There was an interesting article from the Associated Press yesterday, titled, Bad behavior is trending online, inspiring it in real life. I wish I could say it’s shocking, but let’s be honest—it does

Fortune Cookie Wisdom: Friendship

Yesterday evening, I learned that someone I care about enormously is hurting. She is feeling sad and lonely and friendless, and so she does something with which I very much relate: She escapes into books, where t

Waiting on the World to Change

Yesterday at work, I was listening to some old music and stumbled upon perhaps my least favorite song in the entire world. No offense to John Mayer, because this is honestly the only song of his I’ve ever heard and

The Fatherless Church

It’s Father’s Day. For many, this day settles like an elephant—an immovable weight that steals the air from our lungs. The sorrow of having lost a father, whether by his absence or by his death, is t

Sixteen Years Too Late

Another vigil. How many is that now? I don’t even know. The news out of Manchester last week was devastating. I am always late to write about tragic events like this one because I struggle with processing. I str

Change the World

It’s no secret my heart has been heavy with the tragic suicides that have plagued my community as of late. They seem, somehow, to be an acute symptom of an incurable disease in our society.  And in my struggle

On the Death of MI State Rep John Kivela

Yesterday morning I heard the news from our local radio station: State Representative John Kivela had been arrested for driving under the influence of alcohol— again.  After his DUI in 2015, Kivela sought t

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