On Christ the Solid Rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand, all other ground is sinking sand. (picture of my mom, my kids, my niece, and nephews taken on top of Stone…
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Have you ever been struck by the words of a child? I rushed around the kitchen getting bagels toasted and coated with cream cheese. Pants tumbled in the dryer, the iron was heating, and…
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What do you say when you know your words could be the last? Do you choose poignant ones and drop each one like a well-chosen bulb left to grow long after you’ve gone? Or…
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Blessed is the man who listens to me, watching daily at my doors, waiting at my doorway.Proverbs 8:34 NIV UPDATE: This was originally posted on January 19, 2009 in honor of my grandmother’s…
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Something looked out of place under the cast-off comforter on our bedroom floor. As I made the bed, I noticed our fuzzy winter blanket lying on the floor on my husband’s side. A quick…