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Got these blessings on your list?

We’ve come to that brief season—between swallowing that last bite of turkey and dressing…and contemplating the madness that is Black Friday—when more than any other time of year, we are urged to pause and count our blessings. Copyright atl10trader, Flickr Creative Commons, http://bit.ly/1uWp9MI For most folks, generating a long list of good things is a piece of cake. There’s all the…

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From tea parties to engagement parties

If I squint really hard I can still see her five year-old self in my mind’s eye. She’s clomping around Caney Lake State Park in her trademark black rubber boots. She’s wearing the preferred “dress” of most tomboys, an oversized t-shirt. She’s keeping up, holding her own, with the two older brothers she adores, my own two boys, and several other…

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Who knew…Dr. Who?

My son Walter is an incredibly smart, inquisitive, fun, creative man with eclectic tastes in music, film, and the arts. He has introduced me to many pockets of entertainment I otherwise would have missed in my continual watching of “the only good show on television—NCIS.” (Three pairs of eyes are rolling at me right now…four, if you count Rory the rescue dog).…

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Some thoughts on “spiritual geography”

It was author Thomas Wolfe who famously said, “You can’t go home again.” It was me who foolishly said last Saturday morning: What the heck does he know? I got in my car and headed south. Destination? Baton Rouge, the city I called home for seven years of my life. Photo by Ken Lund, Flickr, Creative Commons Yessir! Going back home!…

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Coffee, friends & brokenness

Our routine has paid off for this precious woman whose mind is working against her. She recognizes me, if not as her daughter-in-law, at least as a familiar face. I know this because her flat-affect gaze into the distance, melts into a look of relief and joy when she sees me walk through the door. It is usually the same…

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From painful plot to great story

I spent the first half of my life as a preacher’s kid and the second half as a preacher’s wife. Why then, when I recently did a sort of “life map,” was I surprised to see this theme emerge: Most of the negative turns in my life have involved ministry. I could give a long explanation, but “ain’t nobody got time…

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Our past is prologue

My husband, Len, and I are in the midst of a pretty significant transition. After nearly 25 years of full-time vocational ministry, Len sensed a divine prompting to step away from that role. For some reason, God felt no similar compulsion to call us to something else before He made the initial request that we leave. Go figure. We cleared a space for…

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