Tag: Jesus
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Pick The Mountain You’re Willing To Climb
Being in Santa Rosa for a spell gave John and me the opportunity to visit Armstrong Redwoods State Natural Reserve. Home to some of the oldest trees in the country. We looked forward to the day together. Taking our time. The goal? A seven-mile hike that would take about three hours. After about ten minutes…
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When The Duck Hits The Water
When given the gift of space and place, gratitude is the right response. John and I’ve been given the gift of just that. My sister has a place in Santa Rosa, California that she graciously has allowed us to visit for a time. Alone. No Internet. No expectations. Just a place to breathe. To be. I…
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Whose Right Is Right?
Rage. Fear. Anger. We’ve all got them. They’re interconnected. They show up when we’re feeling misunderstood, hurt, ignored, invisible. When pain is our current reality. Sometimes they come out when we’re tired and overwhelmed by life. Huck, at almost two, spikes a little rage when it’s near nap time and he’s not getting his way. When he’s…
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Don’t Forget To Breathe
A day. A breather. A respite. I’ve been in Atlanta for a couple of weeks helping Melody and Chris and baby Sloane–a treat and privilege beyond what I could have imagined. I leave early in the morning for Austin to be with Mark and Jillian and their two boys for some Nana time. Right…
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Happy Independence Life?
Independence Day. America’s birthday. Freedom to be us as a nation. Freedom to tell others, “You’re not the boss of me.” I understand independence. Anyone who’s ever grown up understands independence. That deep desire to be and do what we believe is right for us. As a nation, we came together as people who’d been misunderstood, unappreciated,…
Tip of My Iceberg 