Dusk pushes ever so gently at the sun until it dips slightly below the curved edge of the land. A small sweaty being of the male persuasion is coaxed in from the twilight air. …
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**This was originally posted in 10/07. It’s one of my favorites. I offer it again for your reading pleasure, because I think some of you out there are just hanging on! Let me take…
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“BRRR,” my husband shivered as he let down the Roman shades on our den windows, “I can feel air coming through the window.” He unwound the pull-strings and let the fabric skate down the…
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I will build you up again and you will be rebuilt, O Virgin Israel. Again you will take up your tambourines and go out to dance with the joyful. Jeremiah 31:4 NIV May you find a…
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I’ll never forget that day. My mom and dad had not yet returned from work, so my brother took me. His silver Thunderbird thumped along to The Cars. We neither one spoke. I was…