Tag: Jesus
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Will Anybody Come Out And Play With Me?
I”m not particularly fond of being alone. Being a twin predisposed me to having a companion much of my first couple of decades. A fact for which I was grateful. Even then I recognized I was better with people than by myself. I’ve shared a room with someone most of my life. My last year…
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That Wasn’t Exactly My Way
“My pleasure.” The young woman behind the register was quick with the kindness and the smile. She handed my granddaughter an ice cream cone and was rewarded with a wide smile and wider eyes. Service. It’s great when you receive it. It’s tough to give it. What was begun by Chick-fil-A as respect for their…
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Pretending Is More Than Make-Believe
“OK, Nana, we’re going to pretend we’re wild lions.” I gazed at her behind the bars of the playground slide, She was effectively caged. I, however, was free. “Honey, you’re behind bars. You’re like a lion in the zoo.” “No, we PRETEND we’re wild lions. We run around and wrestle.” “You’re going to have to…
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The Sweetest Comeback Ever?
In Florida, the school year has begun. All those, from the teeny weeny PreK’s to the quite adult-like college students, have headed back to their place of learning. Some for the first time. Others hoping desperately it will be for the last time. My youngest is in that last group. Academia is not her passion.…
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A View From The Porch
My Dad’s mom, Granny, lived for years in an old house in Bowie, Texas. It was on a tiny farm where they raised cows and chickens and vegetables by the bushels. That was our vacation every summer for as long as I can remember. We’d go down there for two weeks and become the farm…
Tip of My Iceberg 