Tag: Jesus
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Dare You To Step Over The Line
At two and a half, Brooklyn has some specific ideas of what her life should look like. Not uncommon with a firstborn. She’s been around adults a lot, and she’s been spoken to in a conversational mode that reflects more of an adult bent than baby talk. Her enunciation and vocabulary amaze me. One dear…
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Hopping Down The Habit Trail
I’m a seeker of good habits. Not resolutions, mind you. Those ubiquitous mainstays of News Years’ self-reinvention frustrate me no end. They taunt me with their lack of long-lasting results. Habits, however, are activities I choose to do that become a regular tendency, a practice that’s hard to give up. Doing things the same…
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The One That Didn’t Get Away
Dad loved to fish. He also loved to tell a great story. Fishing was Dad’s method of getting away and decompressing. Having learned as a boy on a small farm in Texas, he’d find time and a place when needed. We’d accompany him on occasion. None of us were ever true fisherman, but watching him…
