Tag: Jesus
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Tripping Me Down The Highway
Many things trip me up in life. It never looks pretty. We were having a family dinner because my little sister, Janet, was in town for a visit. Having a blast interacting with the nieces and nephews. Laughter rang through the house as we told stories about family and shared memories, comparing perspectives on how we’d…
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Wrapping It (Her) Up For The Night
You can’t keep a good woman down. Even if she’s not quite two feet tall. Brooklyn, at five weeks, doesn’t sit still. She flails. Moving her arms as if they had a life of their own. Not hard to understand. Her mom, aunts and uncle were constant motion machines. Genetic flailing. Brooklyn is adjusting to living…
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You’ve Just Gotta See This
“You’ve gotta come see this.” John was yelling at me from the family room. Tiff and Ramsay had returned with Brooklyn. Just shy of a month, Brookie was skootching across the ottoman. Unbelievable. I hear that a lot. “Come and see this!” “You won’t believe this.” “I had no idea.” Something unexpected. Not anticipated. Often…
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Periscope Up On 2016
“It’s water over the dam.” That’s what Dad would say when something was done that couldn’t be undone. When it was time to walk away from fretting about what I couldn’t change. Like 2015. It’s a done deal. Finished. Can’t bring it back or change any decisions I made during this past year.…
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When Remembering Is A Gift
A legacy is an incredible reality. We will all leave one. It’s something handed down from an ancestor or predecessor, someone from the past. There’s no qualifier as to the quality of what is being handed down. That rests solely with the character of the one who is leaving something behind. To leave a legacy…
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