Month: August 2021


Standing on the Other Side of the Line

The first time I boarded a plane for Italy, I left with one husband, 24 suitcases, a child on each hip, one holding her daddy’s hand and the absolute assurance God had called. My parents and his parents lined up to say good-bye at the airport. My dad wasn’t touchy-feely. He may have lacked in […]

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Do You Know Where You’re At?  

“I don’t know where we’re at,” Phil’s dad used to say from the front seat of his handicapped van. In his later days my father-in-law, sweet and intelligent seemed to live in an anxious state of lost. He leaned far forward against the taut seatbelt, and peered with squinted eyes at the road ahead. The […]

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Hope for the Worrier

Recently I wrote a requested article on the subject of worry. It caused me no end of worry.  Worry is my middle name.  I’ve been put to the test in a crazy worrisome situation in the last few days, so the whole “what happens if” chain of possible events has me looking more closely over […]

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Seven Verses To Remind You God Goes Behind, Before and All Around

I saw them in a lush green park, a family three-some. Sandwiched between mom and dad, a little girl with pudgy legs, light-up shoes and brown pig-tails lifted her legs high. I stopped to watch because they were so noisy in their shared delight. She swung inches above the mirrored puddles on the path, held […]

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