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Counted

Time to work my way out of all that has silenced me the past few weeks. Only one way I know of: list the blessings. When I am lost in all that is wrong, first I hear my mother’s voice: ‘Count your blessings, not… Continue Reading “Counted”

Don’t Lose Touch

You and me – we don’t cherish difficulties. We don’t look forward to seeing what’s on the other side of hard. Fortunately, that’s normal. After several days of trying to figure out ‘why’, ‘how’, and a lot of ‘I can’ts’, I was weary. Body… Continue Reading “Don’t Lose Touch”

I Know You

Do you know me? We may know the grocery store clerk from seeing her weekly, but we know little about her. We know our children’s spouses, but we don’t live with them, so we know them only to a certain extent. A ‘best friend’… Continue Reading “I Know You”

Time is near

Recently I went to a 90th birthday celebration. Like all of us, he wonders…where have the years gone? We are created with an eternal instinct. We know that this chasing after life isn’t quite right. Yet the world we live in sets our deadlines,… Continue Reading “Time is near”

Transplant

This is a hurting world. Broken, lost, trying to breathe. All around the effect of centuries of sin – and its relentless pursuit – swirl. As I write, a friend’s adult son fights for his life – a fall at work left him with… Continue Reading “Transplant”

Available

Too easy – to be all about self. Pretense that all we’re doing currently prevents us from being able to put ourselves out to add another thing to our schedule. So we drive on by the homeless man, impatiently walk behind the elderly woman,… Continue Reading “Available”

Endurance

My mother had lots of sayings. When I would be sassy, she’d remind me: You get a lot more with honey than vinegar. When things weren’t going so well for herself or others she would say: Into each life a little rain must fall.… Continue Reading “Endurance”

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”

Love Better, Best

I’m learning what God has always shown, has always been. Love is not finite. It doesn’t have a limited capacity.  There’s a certain freedom the world just doesn’t get. Freedom that comes when we learn love is not a thing or an emotion –… Continue Reading “Love Better, Best”

A Mother’s Protection…(Guest Blog)

Today, a talented young writer, Joelle Denoff, is guest blogging – I wanted to share her wisdom and her love with all of you. May you be blessed. I recall as a child always looking to my parents for protection when I felt vulnerable… Continue Reading “A Mother’s Protection…(Guest Blog)”

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