Tag: Jesus

• All You Really Need Is…Coconut Oil?

  I’ve discovered I’m a bandwagon kind of a gal. Not a sheep, mind you. But if something comes along that sounds good and is helpful, well, why not? Through the years I’ve attached my wagon to a variety of newfangled fads that promise to help me stay or get healthy. I’ve gone from putting yogurt…

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  March 19, 2015

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  coconut oil, forgiveness, God, grace, healthy smoothies, Jesus, next best thing, quick fix, the American way

• No More Bare Naked

  It’s been over a year since we redid our home. Repainted. Re-floored. Refreshed what was old and broken down. In the process, we removed all the pictures and doodads from the walls. Not that there’d been a lot of rhyme or reason to how things went up in the first place. But it all came…

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  March 5, 2015

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  big picture, decorating, family, God, Jesus, Master Craftsman, photographs, style

• This Little Light of Mine

  It had been a sloppy, rainy, cold day. John and I had been running errands and getting things done around the house. We attended a gathering that night to celebrate the birthday of a dear friend. When we got home, the unspoken agreement was to head to the back porch and our fire pit. Feet…

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  March 2, 2015

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  destruction, fire, flames, hope, Jesus, light, refuge

• Waste Not But Still Want

  Waste is a word that always leaves you thinking of something not needed. No longer wanted. There’s that waste we all produce daily. Yup, I’m talking bodily functions here. Nothing like randomly channeling my inner kid. There’s the waste we as Americans are incredibly gifted in–food, things we’ve decided we no longer need or want,…

  daylerogers

  February 26, 2015

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  God, HGTV, House Hunters International, Jesus, planning, waste, wasted money, wasted time

• The New Three-Second Rule

  My husband’s aunt was a fastidious lady. Today she’d be called a germaphobe. Each night she’d clean her kids’ toys with boric acid to make sure they were germ free and could carry nothing infectious. I’ve never been quite that way. With our kids–really, with anyone’s kids–I’ve always maintained a three-second rule. If food falls…

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  February 19, 2015

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  encouragement, foul language, gifts, Jesus, reflexes, waiting, words