Tag: Jesus
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That Would Be Me–Naturally
I’m in a classroom setting for the week, learning how to help people become more successful in the “who” that they are by figuring out the “how” they’ve been made. Inner talents. Those things we do naturally. And the content is kicking my butt. In learning about my own naturally occurring talents. I’ve discovered–wait for…
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Where In The World Am I?
We all have our challenges. Those things that complicate life by their mundane pettiness but are nonetheless always in our sight. I’m vertically challenged, for example. I claim to be 5 feet, three inches, but I’m, in fact, a half inch shy of that. It’s not an issue worthy of concern. Unless I sit on…
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You’ll Have To Pry My Cold, Dead Fingers Off Those Plans
I’m a closet passive/aggressive control freak. That was so much harder to admit than I thought. I’m the adaptable one. The easy-going, go-with-the-flow kind of a gal who doesn’t stress over curve balls or wrenches thrown into the works. The one others rely on to be steady when the brown stuff hits the fan. As…
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When Reality Mixes With Tradition
We wanted to come up with a tagline for our Christmas this year. With everyone home, the house bursting at the seams with people, laughter, games and drama, we needed a title for the memory. Rogers’ epic Christmas. Celebrating tradition in grandeur and scope. It’s been non-stop motion and talk. Noise levels that have kept…
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