Tag: Jesus
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We’re Baaaack!
When we’d come back from vacation during my growing-up years, Dad, a down-home Texas boy, would quip, “Home again, home again, jiggity jog”. Cutesy, to help us welcome the fact that we were back where we belonged. And to remind us that we’d returned to the real world. As in routine, responsibilities and the rigors…
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Messiness Trumps Birds Of A Feather
I’ve known them as Canadian honkers for as long as I can remember. Geese with a distinctive sound. Every time we come to Fort Collins, we see them en masse. Usually in the park. This year they’re everywhere. When we first got here, they were ushering around their young. Fuzzy goslings protected by a stern…
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Pilgrims, Pathways But No Poultry
“Where are you all going so late?” Ethan and Sydney were wearing bike helmets. With incredible deductive powers of reasoning, I assumed they were going bike riding. “Heading over to Pavilion. We’ll be back in an hour or so.” “Do your folks know?” “Yeah.” “OK.” Pithy conversations. What made this dialogue so intriguing was the…
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What If You Were Guaranteed To Win–Legally?
There’s something thrilling about celebrating incredible accomplishments. This past weekend, there were two opportunities for such festivities. America’s Independence Day. And the U.S. winning the Women’s World Cup. I’m a proud patriot and an admitted soccer fanatic. I tease my husband about watching whatever sport happens to be on, but I love a good soccer…
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When The Dizzles Do You In
Morning people often get a bad rap from night owls. Those who associate perkiness with sunrise are often seen as annoying and obnoxious. This is my story. When I awake in the morning–usually 5 a.m.–I’m fully engaged with my surroundings. And with people. Conversation isn’t a problem. I wake up with words. This morning when…
Tip of My Iceberg 