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When Words Fail Me
Two weeks ago as I left to go to the hospital for my surgery, she was there hugging me goodbye. I saw the concern in her eyes, the touch of weariness. “I love you, Mom,” I whispered thickly as we embraced. This is how it has been for her these past years. She watches me…
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Quietness and Trust
For thus the Lord GOD, the Holy One of Israel, has said, “In repentance and rest you will be saved, In quietness and trust is your strength.” (Isaiah 30:15a) My Brian. Noble. Strength. And a ruthless trust that has led me through the darkest days of my life. To be honest, there are days I…
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Just an Ordinary Day
Tonight I am curled up on my yellow couch. It used to be my friend, Monica’s, and we bought it when her family downsized. I am covered in my “cancer quilt” full of amazing squares created by friends I love and who encouraged me faithfully during my chemo and radiation. I am awaiting the arrival…
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Sunday Selections: November 17
Grumbling is a gauge of the human soul. It gauges our gaze on grace. It tells us that we’re not seeing grace. We Are Far Too Easily Displeased The great Bible teacher James Montgomery Boice, late pastor of Tenth Presbyterian Church and author of many books about the Bible, wrote that the great issue of…
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The Language of Our Longing
There was soft knock at my door yesterday, and when I called out, he opened it. My Ash-man popped his head in. “Hi, Mom.” he said softly, “Can I come in?” I patted the bed next to me, and he slipped in the room. As he curled up beside me I marveled at how long…
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