It’s Holy Week and there’s been shedding of blood, bombs have exploded and precious lives have been lost. On this Good Friday, I quiet my soul and I come to the Cross where Jesus was crucified. The enemy rages on – destroying and killing but we are people of the Cross, and we remember what He did. Two thousand years…
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Love’s Outstretched Arms
It’s Easter time, and I’m reminded of my father and the train trip we took in search of a better life. I was eight years old, and we were travelling by train headed to Lima, the capital city of Peru. My father had gotten second class tickets which meant there was no assigned seating in our coach. The train station…
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Awakening the dream and desire to write
I’ve taken the plunge and joined a writer’s guild. A month and half later, after interacting with other writers, I realize that the childhood dream of writing stories was one that I’d set aside and buried deep in the “maybe someday” box. But the dream is awakening. I’m uncovering the treasure box of buried passion and desire to write the…
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When you are drowning in life’s painful cyclones
The second month of this New Year is behind us and the days continue to slip by. There are many things I’m thankful for – things that went well and then … sigh… things that could have been different. I found myself following the same painful cycles – habit patterns that I had so wanted to leave in the old…
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Remembering Bob
I’ve been thinking about Bob on this leap year day. Bob is my husband’s dad, and it would have been his 76th birthday today. I only met Bob once but I still think about some of the things he told me about his son, now my husband. He told me how he took Jimmie hunting once and that as they…
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