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God Can, God Cares
Recently, in my Facebook memories, a picture popped up of Bri and me with dear friends who were our campus ministry leaders at JMU many years ago. I wrote: On Friday, they stopped by to see us, and it was sheer gift to laugh and cry, to reminisce and to dream, to see through it…
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Careening and Spinning and Sliding. And Held.
Wednesday night, I curled on the floor in our den surrounded by my youth group high school girls. As we concluded our Bible study, I looked around at them and said, “Cling to God’s sovereignty. It’s hard, y’all. But the world is never spinning out of control. It’s only spinning out of OUR control.” Y’all.…
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Pain and Promise
“What are your plans for today?” Bri asked as he climbed into the driver’s seat next to me. We had just dropped off my Honda at the mechanic’s, and I was still trying to clear the haze of the morning even though I had been awake for hours. I leaned my head back against the…
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Of Sparkle and PET Scans
Yesterday I watched my Bear play tennis while my Bella girl curled with her head on my lap, and I stroked her long red locks. I was weary in every way. The PET scan yesterday had gone well other than some IV issues. I have a huge knot and bruise on my left hand, and…
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World Cancer Day
Midnight Cancer is a bottomless pit where voices echo around and around endlessly repeating the same prayer: oh God… Sooner or later, midnight cancer changes to morning cancer, brighter, more hopeful. Somewhere in the sun rises warm and round. Birds are singing. After a while, morning cancer melts into afternoon cancer where it hides among…