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I noticed a scratch on the kitchen floor. “Where did that come from?” I asked as I pointed it out to my husband. “I don’t know ..read more
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As I sat there, I noted, before he began to play he turned. One-by-one, he strummed each string. Why? He was tuning his instrument. He ..read more
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From the second I went on the airplane, I was sure that God was up to something. What? Only time would tell. . . Squeezing in between a ..read more
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This morning my husband happened to flip over a vase in our house. Surprisingly, little pieces of folded white paper fell, like snow, from ..read more
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While scrolling through the “prayer request” emails, I sulked to my son Friday morning, saying, “I can’t reply to all everyone by ..read more
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When is the last time you asked someone to pray for you? We have a way of qualifying things in our minds, don’t we? This isn’t big ..read more
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My face has looked like defeat, of late. I really thought big moves of God were going to happen: breakthrough would come, my kids would ..read more
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“Look!” I said. All four of us turned our head to look out the car window. Dozens of buzzards were feeding on a dead dear. It’s ..read more
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I can’t handle a dirty, crumb-laden counter when I sit down to write. Before I place my computer on my black-granite counter, I need  ..read more
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“Mom. . . ! You promised you would bring money.” The only thing was, I didn’t. “You are always forgetting it.” He was right ..read more

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