Category: The Library
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40 Years
Today is my parents’ fortieth anniversary. I can’t even begin to describe what they mean to me, but here’s a start: forty things I love about them and memories we’ve made together. 1. Their love. Undying. Unconditional. 2. Mom’s heart of hospitality and service. 3. Daddy’s thoughtfulness. 4. Sitting long into the evenings talking with…
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She Just Wouldn’t Wait
So. Remember my friend, Beth? We met in college and it was a bond that formed the day we met. Remember how she was in the delivery room with me for the birth of my two boys? Remember how she wanted me in the delivery room with her for the birth of her daughter due…
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God’s Choosing
“God has more to teach us.” I hear Monica’s voice on the phone. I hear and I know, but everything in me wants to rise up and scream, “I don’t want to be taught anymore! I just want to rest.” I cry as I disclose my heart to her. “I know, friend.” her voice, husky,…
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The Angel Returns
Do y’all remember The Angel In My Room? If not, take a minute and read this post from last year, because… Who should call me the day before my surgery to see what was happening and where I would be? Yep. Grandaddy Smith. And after I was all gowned up and ready to go into…
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Put My Tears In Your Bottle
It hurts to cry. I found that out the hard way last night. I never knew how many muscles in my neck were ones I used to cry. And trust me, you use a lot more of them than you realize. There are nights when sleep is elusive (no matter how much percocet I am…
A Spring of Joy 