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Whose Story is It Anyway?
It was Saturday morning. We were having breakfast, farm fresh eggs so yellow that Todd asked, “How did you make the eggs this color?” Summer air was blowing in through the window. The neighbor had just finished mowing her lawn, the smell of fresh cut grass still...
On Beating the Odds and Being a Woman of Strength
Dear One, The wind is blowing hard, it’s snowing across the country. We’re in the depths of winter but it’s the first day of Lent and Spring is coming! I am writing this to you this morning because my heart feels a little like that. It’s overflowing and I must. I...
Loneliness Becomes Loveliness
Different moods of water float with ease through broken ice. Let our moods too. As water is drawn through rocky shores toward sandy beaches, may we be drawn to? What is love that it should shine through the dark nights of our souls? What is darkness that it should...