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And Yet More Theological Moments
Yesterday morning as Joe walked us through more of the Exodus series our church is going through, he had all the firstborn males in the room stand. It was a picture of just how many Egyptians suffered under the final plague. As I watched, my Asher stood next to his daddy, also a firstborn. He…
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Beware The Ides Of March
I’ve written a lot of posts about him… There’s this one: And In Other News… There’s this one: How Do I Love Thee? Ooooh, there’s this one: A Piece Of My Heart And this one: The Perfect Card For My Perfect Fit And none of them can sum up the amount of love in my…
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Lessons Learned From A Seven-Year-Old
First off, can I just say how hard it is to type “seven-year-old”!? When did that happen? How did that happen? He seems so old. (And don’t even tell me, “Wait until you type “seventeen-year-old”. I’m in denial that time will continue.) Last night, after reading the Bible story of Balaam and his donkey, Bri…
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Satan’s Just A Mean Ol’ Thang
The onslaught of fiery arrows has been fierce these past few days, as I have struggled through more physical, emotional and spiritual pain. I am exhausted from the daily battle against the whisperings of Satan. He’s a crafty one. Or as my sweet friend, Beth, said Sunday on the phone, “Oh, that Satan’s just a…
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The Best Place To Be
Yes, I am home. I am recovering thanks to pain pills, antibiotics and nausea medication, and a mom who never tires of spending days caring for her grandchildren and me. I am exhausted and in pain. But I am home. We still don’t know what culprit caused my infection. It could be any number of…
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A Spring of Joy 