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I would ask myself, “Are the children skipping?” Even a child at rest will swing a foot, shrug a shoulder, or sway. I’ve learned skipping is a universal expression of joy. …
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↓I would ask myself, “Are the children skipping?” Even a child at rest will swing a foot, shrug a shoulder, or sway. I’ve learned skipping is a universal expression of joy. …
Continue reading →“There are too many hypocrites at church.” …
Continue reading →When I was young, I had no trouble memorizing—anything, or a lot of things. Even in my twenties—while in college with a professor we called the “grocery list” professor because of the long list of items he made us memorize for tests—I sailed through the class with no problem, earning an A with ease. …
Continue reading →Jenna was left grasping for answers. Could she have done something to keep him? No, his eyes had wandered from the start. She knew this, but she thought she could change him, remake him, capture his gaze….
Continue reading →Challenges never gets better when we don’t deal with nuisances at the root but instead allow them to linger. …
Continue reading →I am familiar with hiding. Apart from the normal game of hide-n-seek, my cousin and I often invented other hiding games. We invented imaginary giants to hide from in my grandfather’s barns. If we chose to play cowboys and Indians, one group would hide. …
Continue reading →My son is twenty-five years old, but there are still times I get emotional talking about what life was like during his first ten to twelve years. …
Continue reading →Gentleness is sometimes translated as “meekness.” We often think of meekness as weakness, but they are not the same thing. Being gentle or meek is to act with humility, using restrained behavior in our interaction with others. As we talk to other people about our faith, God wants us to do so with kindness. When we take on the nature of Jesus, we take on His gentleness. …
Continue reading →It is at stressful times in life that a message of encouragement can come in like a fresh breeze from heaven, lift my spirit, and fill my sails to move again. Those precious words touch my heart and feel like love. …
Continue reading →Today, our world fights against an unseen enemy, the coronavirus. The thought of this viral army, whose microscopic soldiers lie in wait for a victim, produces panic and fear. But what if the spiritual realm has…
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