melba toast
Monday, September 22, 2014
taking the time
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A friend stopped by to see me while I was selling my wares at our local farmers' market on Saturday. Though I get a lot of sewing done ...
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Sunday, September 14, 2014
in my Birkenstocks
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It is impossible to know what is going on in the mind and the heart of another. Even if someone chooses to share this information with me, ...
Sunday, August 24, 2014
I have decided . . .
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I went to church today with a tray full of cookies and a heart full of hope. The cookies, my signature recipe of molasses cookies made into...
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Thursday, August 7, 2014
country roads, take me home
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On the second day of the fourteen-hour journey northward, we cross into the county where I am from. Exiting off the highway, I search for t...
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
I hear you
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Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if we would all take the time to listen to each other. I am not referring to what often passes f...
Thursday, July 24, 2014
3 a.m.
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As I become aware that I am in my bed and not on one of the adventures where my dreams often take me, I roll over squinting to read the lit...
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Tuesday, July 22, 2014
ascribe worth
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Finding myself the elder in charge of the team who will work on worship at my church has already given me many opportunities to pray. Start...
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