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    Rainbows and Life.

     Rain drums down on our beat-up old car.  Today, they are rhythmic reminders of my mortality.  Store signs, people, a cluster of clouds all enter in and out of view.  My eyes are glazed over and burn from fatigue and too many tears.  My head aches.  I struggle to…

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    Dance

    She has been through unthinkable pain.  Injustice has been the theme of her short life.  She is an orphan, her parents dead.  And yet – she dances.  She writes it there on her profile: “Favorite thing to do:  dance.” It crashes into me, this feeling.  She has nothing, and…

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    Expectant

    I spent this whole week in anticipation of the weekend.  I had already wished the days away on Monday morning.  Ironically, it was one of the worst weeks I’ve had in a while.  I spent every day preparing for what was coming, rather than engaging in the present.  I…

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    Into the hands of the lonely…

    I’m selfishly uncomfortable as we walk through the old age home’s entrance.  Already I see it – locks on the doors.  An alarm sounds an ear-piercing blare when our group takes too long to get inside.  I wince and look around. It feels like a hospital.  It looks like…

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    Why me? (The Rich Life)

    This weekend was FULL.  Rich and full… like a healthy meal and tea by the bonfire – that was our weekend.  And it is at the end of days such as this I realize how rich I am.  Rich in God-gifts.  Rich in friends, family.  Rich in the ‘us’ of…

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    When I say, "I HATE WINTER!" …

    God gives me this: So, I’m re-reading Ann Voskamp’s book, One Thousand Gifts.  If you haven’t read it, read it. Today.  If you’ve read it already, read it again with a hi-lighter and sticky notes in hand.  It is to be cherished and savoured, but also studied and used as…

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    Awake.

    I feel like I’ve spent the past week in a sort of sober-drunken sick stupor.  The whole house has been crashed out with colds, flus, headaches, fevers.  Until yesterday I hadn’t left the house in 6 days. “Argh… I have no pants.”  My laid out husband is in a…

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    Christmas – in light of Eternity

    I know a beautiful, God-loving family who lost their son in a tragic car accident 2 years ago this week.  Two weeks before Christmas.  My heart turns inside my chest.  I can’t imagine what they have pulled themselves through, by the sweet grace of God. Three years ago this…

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    This Old House…

    It occurred to me yesterday, as I was staring out the back window at a row of freshly hung laundry swaying to a breezy rhythm.  I’m living my dream. How do you miss something that big? If someone would have told me six years ago that in six years…