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I'm late, I'm late
Oy. It's been a long day with actual PHYSICAL labor. I'm more accustomed to the mental heavy lifting. So today I'm referring you to another blog with a fantastic post. My motto for a long time has been, "Wait for the Lord." Which is exactly what "God as Your Talent...
I do not think it means what you think it means.
If you're a fan of "The Princess Bride" you just imagined the actor Mandy Patinkin as Inigo Montoya delivering that line. He said it because another character kept saying something was inconceivable when, clearly, it was conceivable. That's how I felt when I read an...
What Would Jesus Tweet?
This might have been intended to make fun of Jesus, but I think it's actually a pretty important message about where our focus should be in these social media heavy days.
How to Find Your Comfort Zone–And Get Out of It
I've been contemplating taking on something new and was having a hard time deciding whether to go for it or not. One friend suggested it would be good for me to get out of my comfort zone. My response was that the new thing wasn't outside my comfort zone, I was simply...
What just happened??
Thistle came back from a run with my husband this morning a little traumatized. They stopped so she could admire some horses (she can watch horses all day, it's the funniest thing) and she got a little too close to the electric fence. Zap! She refused petting, refused...
A Poem About Persistence
Today I think this poem is about persistence. Though it's likely not what I was thinking when I wrote it. That's the beauty of words--everyone brings their own intentions to them. ELEMENTARY Water within stone and stone within water. Solid and liquid together....
Who Am I NOT?
At my Tuesday evening Bible study, we're taking a close look at the first chapter of John. You know, "In the beginning was the Word . . ." Talk about opening with a great hook! Each week, it seems like one or two verses really jump out at me. This week, it was John...
Hands Off My Circadian Clock
We're now on Daylight Savings Time--or "fast time" as my grandmother calls it (since that first day just flies by!). Bleh. My circadian clock is firmly meshed in the requisite 24-hour cycle. Yesterday, someone robbed me of an hour (hmmm, I think that was an hour of...
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