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Stopping the Figuring

The muse is kind of quiet lately. I don't have a fantastically clever post, superb thesis statement, or beautiful prose. Maybe it's just as well, since these weeks are more than full, and it's perhaps grace during a busy time. I have much on my mind, and many things I...

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The Walk (aka Community)

The Walk (aka Community) What is found in you is found in me and if we don't have it, we'll search together at the cusp of each and every bend, under every rock, behind every cloud that rains. If you lose it, I will search with you; we'll sing hymns, read Book, walk...

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Running the Race

We run the race before us, not always knowing what is around the bend. {I am not a runner.} On Saturday, we participated in a Run/Walk, a first for our family. My daughter, youngest son, and I opted for the 3K walk (but they actually ended up running, while I walked!)...

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Perspective

A photographer sees life at different angles and distances: a bugs-eye view, a birds-eye view, close-up, faraway, panoramic, etc. The different views help the photographer to present life as he/she sees it: realistically, idealistically, as a collage, as a mirage, or...

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The Father’s Heart Gives

My birthday was last week. I am driving the kids somewhere when they ask me a question: "Mom what do you want for your birthday? What kind of cake do you want?" Nice questions, no? I could have said, "It doesn't matter. Anything is fine. Give me a hug, make me a...

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Mothering Day (and a poem)

Each year we celebrate Mothers Day in the U.S., and this year my eyes were opened a little bit to those around me who are not mothers, women who are not yet married, women who are married without children, etc., and to remember that this day could be hard for some of...

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Risky Faith

It was a time when her worth, her value was wrapped up in the fruit of her womb. No offspring? No value, no favor by God She wept, scorned by Peninnah, by society... year after lonely, long year. (Has God really forgotten her?) Elkanah loves Hannah, Well meaning but...

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My Hiding Place

You are my hiding place;      you will protect me from trouble      and surround me with songs of deliverance. Psalm 32:7 In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, Lord, make me dwell in safety. Psalm 4:8 *** Linking with Sandy for

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The Real

Pasty, smiley "I'm fine, I'm fine." Walk around with chalk and smoke is all that is left behind. But... True says, "Not so fine." Truth says, "I need you." Truth says, "I don't want to be an island." Truth says, "I'm as broken as you." No fear to be "myself" or...

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Beside the Fire

A neighbor brings over a small mint plant (it's growing like a weed in her yard) and asks if I would like it. I imagine the taste of sweet mint sun-tea in the summer and homemade mint chutney, and I graciously accept. I had wanted mint, but she couldn't have known...

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