Tag: Jesus
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Now I See It
It would have been a source of pride (and bragging rights with my kids) if I’d gotten it playing soccer. It would have been more exciting to tell if I’d gotten it in a car accident–more dramatic than a fender bender. It would have been heroic if I’d gotten it in the defense of some…
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It Smells Like Something Died Back There
I didn’t think anyone would notice. I tried not to. My car. Little Beastie. I made her Little Stinky. I wanted to help out a friend who’d just had surgery, so I decided to take her a meal. A comfort meal of homemade chicken soup. The kind you simmer for hours, chop vegetables till your…
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Dress For What Success?
The fourth time has to be the charm. We leave for another Rogers’ wedding this weekend. Courtney and Michael are getting married in the Colorado mountains. She’s actually our fifth child to be married. But it will be Isley’s fourth attempt to pull off the role of flower girl. Almost three years ago, she threw…
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I Really Can Finish–Maybe
It’s been nine months since we had a renovation done on our home. John, in all of his graciousness, had most of it done while I was away. A spectacular new look for a very worn, very well lived-in home. A joy to behold. But they didn’t finish it. There aren’t huge issues. But I…
Tip of My Iceberg 