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Don’t Be Afraid

It’s been a hard week – not for me – for the whole world. The plight of the people of Afghanistan is overwhelming and evil appears to be in charge. And, sadly, a country I love, America, has blood on it’s hands for the… Continue Reading “Don’t Be Afraid”

Selfie

You know, selfie wasn’t even a word ten or so years ago. I look back pre-cell phone era and compare post-cell phone era and think: wow, self has become even more prominent, we can capture ourselves and share ourselves in an instant. Sad. Nothing… Continue Reading “Selfie”

Come hungry

It’s fun to be invited over for a meal, come as you are, don’t bring a thing. A text that day says: come hungry! So we bring empty tummies anticipating not only good food, but good company and laughs. I’ve noticed that Jesus is… Continue Reading “Come hungry”

Open Hands

My hands are starting to reveal my age. I can still picture my mother’s hands and I adore my daughter’s hands, beautiful. Their hands and mine have changed countless diapers, cooked countless meals, and wiped up countless spills. They are hands that have cuddled… Continue Reading “Open Hands”

Alive

It is curious that we have managed to confuse what is and isn’t life. Whether something is alive or just a bunch of cells. Seems like many have more regard for a single celled amoeba than they do for a miraculously growing baby. These… Continue Reading “Alive”

Silence…

My husband complains he hears traffic at night even though the highway is a mile or so away. I don’t hear anything at night unless he snores. Our world is noisy. Even in the quietest night, the buzz from electrical appliances and hums from… Continue Reading “Silence…”

Still Standing

Ever go back to where you took your first breath? I did. So much has changed. Still standing are a few of the timeless places of a little town – a place that, for a while, time forgot. Nothing stays the same. The one… Continue Reading “Still Standing”

Together

After a week away from me, my four year old grandson hugged my legs tightly, a week was too long. My closest friend lives across the country, our times together are few, we beg for time to slow down when we get together. Looking… Continue Reading “Together”

Let’s See

When I began homeschooling I discovered there are different learning styles. One of those is the visual learner. I’m a visual – if I can see it, I can learn it, I can do it. Since then I’ve also learned that I prefer knowing… Continue Reading “Let’s See”

It’s Time

Time perspective depends on age. At this point in my life, time is a precious commodity and seems to hurry by, days into weeks into months. Speedy little hands and feet see it as ‘what’s next’ – Gwammy, is it time to go to… Continue Reading “It’s Time”

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