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POWER OF WORDS
r I don’t speak anything other than English, even though I took a couple years of Latin in high school a hundred years ago. I did find those classes helpful in deciphering the meanings of many words in Webster’s Dictionary, … Continue reading
EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTER
Yesterday was one of those days. I started by reading blogs of my friends and began to tear up. I hit upon one that set the floodgates into full throttle and it took me half the day to pull myself together. … Continue reading
OUT OF THIS WORLD
Jesus answered, “My kingdom is not of this world. If my kingdom were of this world, my servants would have been fighting, that I might not be delivered over to the Jews. But my kingdom is not from the world.” John … Continue reading
Hero in a fur coat
Originally posted on bluebird of bitterness:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PamDE6IVQ0A
PRAY FOR OUR CHILDREN
I’ve been a child myself, so I know what it’s like. I’ve raised three of them, with the help of God and my husband. I’ve had the joy of watching my three grandchildren become wonderful young adults and followers of God. … Continue reading
SHAKESPEARE FUNNIES
In keeping with this month of Reformation and Renaissance, I thought we should hear from the bard himself
SOMETIMES IT TAKES A WHILE
My husband is truly a prayer warrior and has been a great example for me. He’s always turned to God in thanksgiving, praise and times of pain and need. He’s also the kind of guy who wants everyone else to … Continue reading
HAPPY WHATEVER DAY!
Today my calendar says that it’s Columbus Day. In my liberal state of Minnesota, the name of the day has been changed to Indigenous People’s Day? North of our border, my Canadian friends are celebrating Thanksgiving Day. I won’t challenge any … Continue reading
NO MORE TEARS
Another funeral – another of our friends laid to his final rest – a time of sadness – a release from the desperation of fighting for life – for the Christian, a time of great joy. As my life seems … Continue reading
BEGINNINGS
One man, one kayak and paddle, Cutting through the early morning stillness, With each pull, inches turn into feet as windows open, Fresh, clean, vibrant air forces its way into your nostrils, The smells of autumn permeate, Crisp, lifeless leaves … Continue reading
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