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Sometimes a dream will stubbornly cling to my subconscious mind, randomly inserting itself into my thoughts until I take the time to write ...

When my husband decides to go to the pool, he often chooses to run there whenever he can since he is always training for his next marathon....

For the welcome you gave me when I joined you in teaching, Your kindness and love are vast and far-reaching. Jumpers, saucers, highchair...

From where I sit in the choir loft, I can gaze into the faces of the people of my faith community.  There I can see looks of deep sadness f...

The problem with change is that once transformation occurs, one cannot go back to the previous way of being. This would not seem to be a pr...

Sometimes I feel like I'm hiding . . . in plain sight. Not seen or heard. Or understood.  When I attempt to translate what someone ha...

Knowing how Jesus died does not make me love him more; knowing the extent of my sin does not make him love me less. Reflecting on the hea...