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Continue reading →: Clinging and Being Held
“My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.” – Psalm 63:8 I read this this morning here in the dark. My body’s not fully awake but the Spirit in me resonates an “amen” even in this sleepy shell. I quicken and stir and whisper it into the quiet…
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Continue reading →: I really am an old soul
I’ve decided I really am an 80 year old woman in a 30 something year old body. If only swing music was in now. Ella Fitzgerald is my new favorite singer. I can’t dance, but if I could, it would be to Big Band/Swing music. I read her bio on…
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Continue reading →: Got power?
Committing Colossians to my heart, this struck me: …being strengthened with all power according to His glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and giving joyful thanks to the Father… Colossians 1:11-12a We Christ-clinging ones, we have heard and believed and desire to live a life…
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Continue reading →: The earth is full of His heaviness
I’m beyond tired. The Music Man and I were up with Ryland from 2:30 am on. He woke up with a stridor, which is a very scary sound! We took him out into the cool air and he was able to breathe much easier. It’s croup. Croup = No fun,…
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Continue reading →: Psalm 5
These are my sacred minutes. Here in the dark, in the quiet, before everyone gets up, with a hot cup of coffee, a pen, my journals and Bible in this corner chair. I come here every morning and I… groan. This morning I opened Psalm 5 after I mumbled out…
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Continue reading →: Three days into my flash-flood week
(My Music/Metal-Detecting Man and his sons) I got up at 4 AM yesterday to *try* working out before going to work. I gave it a try. Unlike cleaning up my diet, changing my workout time to 4 AM had no beneficial effect other than feeling wide awake and ready to…
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Continue reading →: My life-rythm is about as good as my dancing
(Connor’s work on his memory verse) When I was 16 I wanted to be a ballerina. Somehow though, six foot and awkward don’t look very graceful in a tutu. I can’t dance. I want to dance. I like to dance. But if you saw me and my kids playing Just…
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Continue reading →: What do you do when you don’t have her life?
Like I said, a reset happened last week. A turning around. Sometimes you have to go back to where you started. Do the things you did at first to rekindle the smoldering flame. And thank God He doesn’t just put it out. I spilled messy feelings out to the Music…
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Continue reading →: Reset
Sometimes my computer freezes. That terrible rainbow wheel turns round and round and there’s nothing I can do to get out of the screen I’m in, I just have to reach over and hold that power button until I manually turn off the computer. I wait a few minutes and…
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Continue reading →: Pressing on
(A frittata I made this week) This has been a long week. Back to getting up at five. That’s actually about the only thing I went back to this week. I didn’t go back to eating the same way I’ve been eating. I didn’t go back to not exercising consistently. …
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