Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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Witnesses

Posted: 26 Nov 2013 09:10 AM PST

<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 0 1 545 3110 25 6 3819 11.1539 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> 0 0 0 <![endif]--> <!--StartFragment--> We keep a list of names. People and families with pressing needs. We think of them all through the day and speak their names in our family prayers at night. We honor this process so much. Every

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

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Someone get that ref a Snickers ASAP!  He isn't himself today.

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Monday, November 4, 2013

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Bread, Oil and Wine

Posted: 04 Nov 2013 02:57 AM PST

The calendar turned to November recently. As I reset calendars and set out Thanksgiving décor, I find myself breathing disbelief. Hard to keep up with, this turning of time. But it marches and moves and passes. Sometimes it even cajoles. Life's seasons coax us to feel or emote in particular ways. Our family marks this particular season with fall colors and apple crisps and all things

Friday, November 1, 2013

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This Time Last Year

Posted: 30 Oct 2013 01:18 PM PDT

"I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.  Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD." Psalm 27:13-14 Waiting is a learned discipline. And it rarely looks pretty on my countenance.  I want to be calm and peaceful and quietly restful in all my waiting seasons. But. Instead. I can be profuse in my grimaces, and my