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Advent – A Long Line
He doesn’t love us in spite of who we are…He loves us as we are…His precious children. His dear ones. The apples of His eye. Chosen by Him for Him.
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Rivers and Fires
He is continually holding my face in His gentle hands and pulling my eyes to His and reminding me once again that the only true peace is found in Him. Nothing else.
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Grateful and (a little) Stressed
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope. Romans 15:13 This morning barking dogs disturbed my semi-peaceful slumber…at 4:15 am. Sometimes I wonder why sleep remains so elusive for me. I found myself asking God,…
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“As Is”
I once heard someone say that God takes us “as is”. Recently I was looking to replace my oven and I visited the ReStore to see if I could find a used one. The only one I found said “As-Is” and I immediately thought, “Nope.” I have enough trouble with brand-new appliances, I’m certainly not…
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When You Don’t Know What to Do
I often think about my life and wonder why I haven’t been blessed with a Jane Austenish peaceful life. You know sitting in a quiet room reading Shakespeare sonnets, writing letters, or sewing doilies and such… waiting for my tea and cucumber sandwiches to be delivered. Instead of sitting daintily on my lounging couch, I’m…
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Perfect…Just Perfect
A while ago I wrote a blog where I mentioned my expectations of perfection. At the time it garnered a fair amount of conversation. Apparently, others see this propensity in me as well. And, although I now see it very clearly, I’m still unsure of how to change it because I’m not sure where to…
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Living Strong
I’ve been thinking about strength lately, mostly because I really need some. I’ve been praying about it a lot too. And I realized that I’ve been living under the assumption that at some point God will just zap me with strength so I can get busy doing all the things I think I need to…
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A Common Theme
Around 9 years ago I became a single parent to my five beautiful children. About the same time, I started writing. Although I’ve always been a writer in my own way – journaling, making notes, jotting down thoughts here and there. As a teenager, I even wrote a few poems although those might never see…
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Are you ready to stop wrestling and start resting?
This was eye-opening for me. In the throes of a deep conversation with a dear friend, I was asked by him to stop and be thankful. To spend the rest of the conversation thinking about things that we could be grateful for…instead of things that we struggle with… Can I tell you…it wasn’t easy. …
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