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Is Jesus Our Mighty God?

     “For unto us a Child is born,      Unto us a Son is given;      And the government will be upon His shoulder.      And His name will be called      Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God,      Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6 NKJV Red plastic totes with […]

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Look Beyond Your Own Table

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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How Do You See People?

I tilt my head a bit to look for myself in his stick figure drawing. I wonder is this truly how he sees me? He waits. “Is that me?” I ask.  Pen in hand, like Picasso, he nods. Proudly. Seriously.  I resist the “looks just like me,” response and go for the, “that’s so good!” […]

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Light and Peace in a Dark World

How dark it must seem to walk in the thick dust of bombed buildings and destroyed lives. How thick would be the despair of cruelty, death and loss. And how desolate feels a future built from rubble and division.  “Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “‘I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me […]

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What Appetite Are You Feeding?

My grandsons are going through the picky eating stage. I’ve watched all fourteen grandchildren hit it along the way, and it never fails to bring back memories of my own children’s fussy eating.  Our middle daughter hated peas. I remember waiting one day until she downed the four designated peas on her plate. Her sisters […]

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You Are Not Invisible to God

I heard the bang of a metal door next to me before I leaned down for that “underneath” the gas-station-bathroom-stall search. In my bent over rectangular view, two thick-soled black shoes shuffled against the dirty tile floor. Their slow slide inched forward with obvious effort.   Once abreast of my stall door, they would block […]

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If Jesus Wanted To

“If Jesus wanted to,” my little seven-year-old fellow classmate declared, “He could flatten my thumb and make it big enough to go around the whole world.”   He held his thumb inches from my wide eyes. I stared at it without saying a word. I could almost see it spread and widen. I imagined it circling […]

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Are You Spiritually Limping or Confidently Walking? 

When one of our daughters was in second grade, her school teacher mentioned an issue that she’d observed. Our daughter had begun to limp. She complained about her leg hurting, especially at night. She was going through a growth spurt like many children tend to do, with every hem of her clothing attesting to that […]

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How Old Are You?

“How old are you?” my grandson asks again. It’s a regular question which I try to regularly dodge.  “How old do you think I am?” I ask back.  His little forehead wrinkles as his eyebrows draw together in concentration. His blue eyes size me up top to bottom and then bottom to top.  “Ninety?” he […]

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What Do You See?

Our refrigerator died. Second fridge demise in six months.  The next week my computer met its maker. It went like an apple with a bite out of it.  Sometimes life is like that.  “Grandma,” my grandson said in astonishment when he walked into my kitchen. “What’s that?” He pointed to the shiny new fridge that […]

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