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Plan Nothing
I’ve slowed the flow of my blogging after remembering I’d rather lay my hand to a few things and give it my all, rather than a multitude of things half-assed. When the space opens, I show up. The way we start our day determines the quality of life within the next few hours of the…
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Good God Almighty
I don’t know that much about David Crowder, only that I’ve loved his music for as far back as I can remember. His music is as distinctive as his appearance and at first glance you probably wouldn’t tag him as a famous Christian artist. I heard this song driving home the other day with the…
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The Open Road
A couple of years ago I met a guy who loves motorcycles. Now, this isn’t a phenomenon by any means, but he just seemed to live for them. He grew up in California and raced dirt bikes as a kid, but the kid in him never outgrew that feeling of adventure. He could tell you…
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The Glitter Stapler
Practical can be pretty. It may not be as sturdy, or dependable as the logical choice, but it’s more fun. Pretty is to be enjoyed ever how long it lasts but holds no guarantee of how long that’ll be. I don’t recall the whole story but remember the gist of it to share. My daughter…
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A Fitted Sheet
I love flannel sheets in the winter, but this winter has been relatively mild which offers pros and cons. When we had our cold snap a couple of weeks ago, I took advantage of it and placed flannel sheets on my bed, but that feeling of coziness was short lived as the temperatures began to…
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Be the Church
I don’t attend church every Sunday, but I think about it and miss being a part of one. The church community is important, but it’s not an easy place to fit in. This is a common problem among followers, and I listen as my friends wrestle with the same issue. We have a desire to…
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Bring It Inside
Some of the best life lessons I’ve learned, have been taught by plants. They don’t ask for much, just a warm place to sit, a little bit of food and some water, but they’re not happy when it gets too hot, or too cold. This house has a metal roof, and I woke up this…
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Our Inner Child
On social media, people are posting pictures of snow, and this stirs up some of my best childhood memories. Our house sat almost at the top a hill and the road was paved with chunky asphalt. A drainage pipe laid under each driveway installed by the city, and I remember ours had a concrete bowl…
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I See Grace
A friend Marco Polo’d me and said, “I’m not gonna ask about your Christmas, because I read your blog!” Sometimes I forget that people actually read what’s poured out here, and I’m not really just talking to myself. 😂 I’m happy to be standing in a new year, but I haven’t done a very good…

