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Holy Ground
I do not have many opportunities to visit my childhood home. Only every few years, I get to go travel to see my mother and father, sisters, and extended family overseas. There are wonderful aspects to that as well as many drawbacks. A wonderful aspect is that we can easily overlook small offenses. We know… Read more
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Early Morning Surpises
Early each day Mercies are new Sufficient grace For me – For you God surprises All those who dare With open eyes Will seek His care. “Abba Father, thank You for giving from Your loving hand each day. Though I don’t understand Your ways, I trust that what You give is good. Satisfy my soul… Read more
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Where I Learned to Walk
We arrived at my parents’ home after a long day of traveling almost half way across the world. This morning I grabbed my camera and headed out the door before the sun was up. The crisp morning greeted me and a familiar stillness over these fields and woods invited me to pay close attention to… Read more
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A Good Friend
I couldn’t wait to put them in a vase. I had picked a few sprigs and blossoms in the field and mixed in ordinary weeds which had grown on the side of the path. A single coneflower, spiderworth, orange milkweed, and tickseed made a beautiful arrangement. I took a vase and filled it. Just a… Read more
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The List – Turned Around
The list I held in my hand grew longer with each moment I sat in the car. I was about to walk into the store and tried to think of anything that did not make it on the list. I sensed anxiety trying to make its way up from my stomach into my heart as… Read more
