Tag: anger
If We Will…
Half of this year is gone. A year called 2020 that cleverly was touted as 20/20 – as in vision. I think we were blind. The year is a blur even though it is void of so many of life’s normals. It has been… Continue Reading “If We Will…”
6 Replacements, No 7
A rumbling whoosh of electricity – exclamations of ‘what was that?’. He runs outside checking, I go from room to room. Then I see it, fire in the oven. The element in our oven super-heated as I warmed breakfast. We called about replacement parts,… Continue Reading “6 Replacements, No 7”
Enemy Approaching…
We are obsessed – with electronic communication. Be it social media, text, email – all is a blinking prompt and words sent in seconds – that can’t be taken back. Even the best of writers are often misinterpreted, let alone the text that comes… Continue Reading “Enemy Approaching…”
Go, Be…
The Sunday message has often ended with ‘Go be the church’. I knew what he meant, I knew the intention. I thought I did. But knowing and action are different. Knowing can be acknowledging and even agreeing. Action is both of those and then… Continue Reading “Go, Be…”
Lips to Give…
A friend said she makes her list then asks God what His agenda is – instead of bless her list, she asks what on this list is Your agenda, so it can be blessed. Mouth hanging open. Simple. (I think I’m slow.) Yes, of course, in our… Continue Reading “Lips to Give…”
Growing Up…
Recently I discovered I had made a mistake that bruised my ego in many ways: I looked foolish, like I had no attention to detail – and it could have caused some real problems. Oh how hard it was to fess up to the… Continue Reading “Growing Up…”
Grace Spread…
If life is brief and time something we cannot bottle and save up, then I want to spread a blanket of grace over all those who come my way. Whether I have you in my life always because you’re my child or husband… Continue Reading “Grace Spread…”
What’s On Your Lips?
Some days start out with bread, peanut butter, and honey – I always find a drip left no matter how much I wipe with my napkin…Before heading out the door, I spin the tube of pink up and smooth on a smile…No easy way to… Continue Reading “What’s On Your Lips?”
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