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Hope’s Demise: A Parable

Hope’s Demise: A Parable

There was a day when Hope no longer answered the door when Pain came knocking. Pain was a persistent visitor who’d come calling every morning once Consciousness arose, opened the eyelids and filled the world with light. Often times, Pain brought his closest companions: Self Pity, Depression, Fear, Anger or Discouragement. On days when his […]

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Disney’s Revelations Three Feet High

Disney’s Revelations Three Feet High

You know how little kids are. They can crack through any curmudgeon’s scowl when they use over-sized words or misapply vocabulary. Then, if it’s a pastor’s kid, Bible stories, interpretations of God and explanations of the world should be recorded for future laughs or blackmail when they get older. One morning, a conversation with my […]

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“Losing It” Is Not Always Bad

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“Losing It” Is Not Always Bad

Midway into an hour long conversation, the Holy Spirit gently revealed the truth of crippling frustration for this young girl in ministry. Watery eye contact was replaced with the top of her head as she hunched over and hid beneath dark strands of shame. After a few minutes of silence, a whisper seeped out from […]

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Your Father Hates Fear

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Your Father Hates Fear

Oh, the power of fear. Twenty-five years ago, it was as pervasive in my life as the air I breathed. It formed the welcome mat of every friendship, it was the vehicle that drove me to succeed, and it was the counterfeit glue that held me in bondage to all of life’s “nouns”. Then Jesus […]

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A Deeper Healing by Joni E. Tada

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A Deeper Healing by Joni E. Tada

   

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Looking For God’s Samaritans

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Looking For God’s Samaritans

I looked at the clock on my dashboard and white-knuckle gripped the steering wheel. Is this stop light an hour long or what? My 21-year old impatience fiddled with the radio station then marvelled at the traffic. Though I had lived in the Chicago suburbs for four years now, I still got shocked how long […]

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A Night To Remember

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A Night To Remember

I originally posted this in March of 2009 on my previous blog site, but it has become one of the most popular and top read so far. Laughter is good medicine. Since my husband and I celebrated our 14th anniversary not long ago, and I have another gift card for dinner in my purse, I […]

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Sing With Me?

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Sing With Me?

The normal “get-ready-for-bed” routine, commenced at the normal “time-to-brush-your-teeth” hour, which turned into the predictable “why-are-you-taking-so-long” follow-up. The customary “you-can’t-wear-that-to-bed” triggered the anticipated “yes-I’ll-get-your-Kermit-and-Skipper” until I finally found a little lump beneath a cozy quilt on my little girl’s bed. Breathe. “Can I lithen to that piano muthic tonight? It helpth me thleep” the lump […]

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If Pain Was A Person

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If Pain Was A Person

I finished the dishes from lunch, wiped down the table, scratched off a foreign substance from a chair and had a glorious thought, “I feel well enough to organize my spice cabinet.” Organizing is never a curse or punishment to me. There’s some sort of warped satisfaction I get by putting things in alphabetical, numerical, […]

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Autumn’s True Colors and God’s Sugar Coatings

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Autumn’s True Colors and God’s Sugar Coatings

Mesmerized. The word that seems to fit me best when the leaves begin to change color. My husband’s voice broke through my enchantment as he tried to get a word in to our “barely-breathe-when-talking daughter.” “In the fall” he began, “the leaves show their true colors Madigan. They can’t be hidden behind all the green […]

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