Category: devotional
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Fearless Knights
(To my three Sons) Long ago, when you were small, All little boys, and not so tall, I held you in my arms real tight, While kissing rosy cheeks goodnight. We spun old tales of kings and knights Of castles, dragons, swords, and fights. I ask you to grow bold…
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Winter of the Soul
Cold covers the earth. She has seeped under every rock and crevasse and is trying her best to make her way through my front door and windows. She is staying, not budging nor moving on soon. She has blanketed the barren trees with her companion, the snow. Branches stretch like…
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Courageous Waiting
I wait for plane, and bus, and train, I wait in sunshine, snow, and rain. I wait for kids and husband, too. Sometimes until my face turns blue. I wait in grocery stores a lot. I wait for perfect parking spots. Sometimes I wait with patient smiles While people push…
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Getting a Grip
Ice and snow made the paths treacherous. I was not in the mood of falling again. Once was enough. (I also much rather get an increased heart rate from a brisk walk than from falling headlong in the snow.) I pulled the traction spikes across the bottom of my boots.…
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Walking by Faith
“Though I cannot see You God, I seek to surrender all my conduct and progress all my conviction and persuasion all my confidence and prerogative. Help me to follow You securely into every opportunity and through every open door You put before me.” “We walk by faith, not by sight.”…
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Shiny Sins
I don’t mind cleaning, most days that is. The smell of a freshly cleaned floor and the sight of a shiny kitchen counter even brings me joy. That’s why decided, several years ago, to make cleaning my profession. It pays well and fits in with my schedule. The flexible hours…
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Open Me
Open my eyes to the souls next to me. Open my vision to hearts who can’t see. Open my ears so their cries I can hear. Open my life, living Christ’s hope – not fear. Open my arms to the hurt and the lost. Open my wallet not counting the…
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Closing Curtains
The play is over. The light is dimmed. The curtain is closing. A few actors are still left, Forced to move to the center stage. Sorry, there are no flowers, Only chilling applause for those who played to the end. Thank you for a marvelous performance. See you next season~…
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Gifts with the Garbage
Today, the alarm went off early. The gift was ready to go, sitting by the front door. In a see-through, large, airtight bag it looked quite pretty. The card read, “TO THE GARBAGE COLLECTOR – THANK YOU!” I had securely tied a flashlight (a 200 hour LIFE GEAR, glow in…
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Gifts in the Garbage
When I came home, I noticed the garbage was still at the curb. Normally the collectors make their rounds much earlier in the morning. I had just bought a box of chocolates to pass on to our faithful garbage person next week. But seeing an opportunity to get that done…
