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    The Gift.

    I sit here, my heart aching and pounding.  Tears cloud my eyes and my chin quivers. A completely stranger spontaneously gives $300 so our friends at Nurture a Child Uganda can host a Christmas party for countless children in their community.  Yes.  A family in Northern Uganda will celebrate Christmas…

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    Miracles Happen Here.

    We’re not Jewish, but this week, we studied Hanukkah.  This holiday season we’re traveling the globe and learning about Christmas and December traditions from various cultures and religions.  It’s wonderful. It’s a cozy, rain-filled morning when we’re spinning dreidels and betting gold coin chocolates.  We learn the meaning of…

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    Upside Down Culture

    “At the end of life we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made, how many great things we have done.  We will be judged by ‘I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat, I was naked and…

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    Stretch

    Over the past several months, our family has reduced our spending and cost of living substancially.  In many areas, by more than half.  Yes, half.  It’s a time of stretching like you wouldn’t believe.  Streching the dollars and stretching the soul.  Stretching the faith as we leap into my husband…

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    When you need Hope.

    It’s 5am, and I need to speak some truth into my soul.  I always need truth – and so often I’ll force myself to see it before I’ll will myself to open my eyes.  I type this now, reclined in a chair, keyboard in my lap, staring at the…

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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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    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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    Stop.

    just a little while.I just finished reading Katie Davis’ book, “Kisses from Katie”.  If you haven’t read it, I strongly encourage you to purchase a copy, get out your highlighter and tissues, and go to town. The reading of this book coupled with so many other things going on…

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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…