The Hamster Wheels of Ministry

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When I was a kid, a good friend of mine had a hamster.  I don’t remember his (or her?) name, or even what he looked like.  All I remember about this hamster is what happened the first time I stayed overnight at my friend’s house. Sometime after midnight, I woke up to the sound of that little rodent running for his life on a big wheel in the middle of his cage.  Despite having an elaborate system of tubes and tunnels to explore, that hamster spent the better part of the night (and every night, as I understand it) in a race to nowhere. … Continue reading

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