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Just Tell Us Who Won Already
I have a confession. During this almost endless political season, when the pollsters call, I answer. I answer every poll I possibly can. And I lie. I change my ethnicity, my age, my sex. The only thing I tell true is my political preference. (And we won't get into...
But it's NOT winter yet!
We had a couple of inches of snow from Hurricane Sandy. Nothing compared to what folks further north are contending with, but it was pretty dramatic for Western North Carolina. Now the snow is gone, the sun is shining and . . . it's still autumn. Oh, plenty of leaves...
Celebrating Birthdays–and Every Day
Some of my favorite people have birthdays in October. Three ladies I love and admire are celebrating their 69th, 85th and 91st birthdays this month. And here's what I've noticed about all three. They all like to feel special. Oh, not just on their birthdays, but maybe...
The Weather Will Follow You Anywhere
We moved to the mountains of NC after losing our coastal SC house in flooding from a hurricane. We paddled a kayak through sliding glass doors into our great room. Trust me, at that point it's just kinda funny. Since moving to the mountains, we've seen MAJOR flooding...
To be or . . . hey, let's plan on being
I heard a wonderful sermon yesterday and just have to share this idea. So many of us make "To Do" lists. I've been known to write something on my list that I'd already done just so I could but a big check mark next to it. Love the feeling of marking all those to dos...
I STINK at waiting.
I attend a weekly ladies' Bible study. We're looking at John and it's something I eagerly look forward to each week. The time in the Word is wonderful, but so is the time spent with women who can bare their souls to one another. This week we're on the death of...
The good, the bad and the called
In two weeks and two days Daylight Savings Time ends. We get an extra hour to sleep (or write or play or read or whatever) the night of Saturday, November 3. One one hand, I'll be glad to get up and walk Thistle an hour later when it's lighter and I don't have to...
Vanity thy name is . . . Sarah?
Poor God. He's forever having to teach me humility. And I'm forever bowing up on Him. I blame my parents. Dad taught me to have plenty of self-esteem, to be confident, to feel good about who I am. He told me I was beautiful and smart and successful (still does). My...
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