Category: The Library
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Messy Intersections and Helping Hands
It was on the way home from a picnic–I was in the van with the children, and we were stopped at a traffic intersection on a slight incline. The pick-up in front of me was full of boards (full meaning the entire back up to the bed cover), and the tailgate was down because that…
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What it was All About
It wasn’t anything spectacular. In fact, in some people’s eyes, it might have seemed a waste of a night together. The kids were tucked in bed, and Bri and I curled up on the couch with Rocky Road Ice Cream and coffee from the French Press and we turned on the Emmy Awards. It was…
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This Breath That Wafts
The breath that wafts from some blessed corner of Paradise gives sweetness to the bitterness of this region, it tempers the curse on this earth of ours. (~Ephrem the Syrian) A few days ago, I sat across from my oncologist at a routine six month checkup and found myself catching my breath once again. I…
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Sweet Reminders
This past weekend we were at the beach for Labor Day and a weekend away as a family. Brian has been traveling a lot lately, and his work schedule really won’t slow down until the middle of November, so we are grasping every moment we can. It was a delightful getaway full of delicious foods…
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What are the Odds?
Picture our little redhead, all bundled in her life vest on the back of a ski boat watching her daddy floating in the water beside her. “Come on in,” he calls to her, ‘I’ll hold you.” She knew it was a very deep lake, and the lake water was very black, and she knew she…
A Spring of Joy 