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Mom’s Time to “Rest”

Filed in Death, Hope, Parenting, Suffering, Uncategorized by on October 16, 2017 1 Comment
Mom’s Time to “Rest”

No matter how many times you hear the words, “This may be your last day, ” or “You may never see them again,” both statements eventually come true. And no matter how much you try to prepare to lose a loved one, you are never really prepared. And so it is, one month after publishing […]

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What’s Your Super Power?

What’s Your Super Power?

Have you ever noticed that children have special eyesight? It’s some kind of super power babies have inherently at birth, buried beneath their smell of baby powder and sound of cooing. When they grow into toddlers, they can see things completely invisible to adults, and then as teenagers, they have a slight setback of multiple […]

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One Storm’s Gift

One Storm’s Gift

I walked along the path with ease, My steps were sure beneath the trees. The sun poked holes and sprayed its rays, This joyous path and flowered way. I kicked some stones and sang a hymn, So happy, free, content, and then, A clap of thunder, down poured rain, That fell so hard it caused […]

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When Pain Makes A Pact

When Pain Makes A Pact

A couple of months ago, I woke up from a physical ambush that let me know what bodily “collusion” looked like. My back and neck must have made some sort of clandestine agreement to pinch, stab, throb, send electrical shocks through arms and limbs, and conduct random bouts of numbness every time my mind slipped […]

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The Beauty of Myrrh – A Tribute to Mary Barrett & My Pain Pals

The Beauty of Myrrh – A Tribute to Mary Barrett & My Pain Pals

Though it was late, I measured out a cup of laundry detergent and shoved the clothes robotically into our front loader. My mind was traveling through Africa, Washington, California, England, and other parts of the globe, smothering heaven with prayer requests. Lord, I am so burdened for _________. I can’t even imagine the suffering and […]

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Jesus Loves Visuals

Filed in Uncategorized by on December 4, 2015 0 Comments
Jesus Loves Visuals

Before there ever was an iPhone, Kodak, or DaVinci, God would give man stunning visuals of His glory, majesty, and deity in creation. David would write a song about what he learned concerning God one night; “When I look at Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, the moon and the stars, which You have […]

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Keep Calm and Walk On

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Keep Calm and Walk On

I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to believe that everyone, at some time or another, has one of those days when everything seems about as easy as gum removal from a kids hair. After multiple attempts from Pinterest guarantees and YouTube demonstrations, you finally throw up your hands, grab the scissors, wipe the tears and […]

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When Church Attendance Is “Critical”

Filed in Healing, Ministry, Suffering, Uncategorized by on October 19, 2015 1 Comment
When Church Attendance Is “Critical”

I rolled my eyes at no one and went back to washing dishes. Though my eyes feasted on autumn splendor, muffled voices filled my ears and eclipsed the joy of what I was seeing. Many things can get this Irish blood percolating, but nothing like political debates. I have an easier time biting my lip […]

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A Lesson From Fashion Failure

Filed in Encouragement, Uncategorized by on June 3, 2015 0 Comments
A Lesson From Fashion Failure

“Mommy? What is going on with her eyes? That’s creepy!” I paused the video we were watching from Mayo Clinic and answered my daughter’s inquisitive aversion. “When you have vertigo and feel like you are spinning, your eyes jump like that because they are trying to find a focal point to help you get your […]

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Where Are You Going?

Filed in Depression, Heart of God, Holidays, Hope, Uncategorized by on December 20, 2014 0 Comments
Where Are You Going?

I clip-clopped through the airport like a clumsy race horse shod with wooden shoes. People silently parted my way without any shouted apologies, horns or red carpet rollouts. My boots were warm but loud enough to reverberate their wooden soles as I sprinted through the concourse to reach my soon-departing flight. My gallop quickly slowed […]

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