Long before America created an overflowing and beautifully sophisticated Thanksgiving table, thanksgiving was a thing. Before pilgrims gathered around a rough wood hewn table, or a sweet row of little hands clasped in prayer at my own table, thanksgiving was a thing. The Israelites in the wilderness didn’t do so well with the concept of […]
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In everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 (NKJV) Last weekend I picked up my grandson’s big fat backpack to throw over my shoulder. It got the upper hand. I mean, it was half my height, thick, and heavy. How in the world does […]
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“Thank you for the sghetti,” the little voice said. My daughter’s hands, folded in prayer sat against the edge of the kitchen table. Those first prayers were so pure and yet so very contrived, for while they searched the entire room for fodder, they droned on and on. Her forehead puckered and her eyes squinted. […]
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When we moved into a tiny Italian village, we gained immediate notoriety as, The American Family. In fact, we were the only Americans in the area. We were an anomaly. I could feel the tension rise every time I stepped into our little corner grocery store. When I pushed open the door, the shopkeepers looked […]
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