Do You Know Who You Are? Really?

Walking out the door as a child, my mom would always shout out from the front porch steps, “Remember who you are!” And as a teen, I drove away speedily….from both my mom…and that question. Yet, I could still hear her voice long in the distance…..“Remember who you are.”   And to be frank. I had no idea […]

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I’m Kind of Weird Like That! Easter. Jesus. And A Broken Book.

Some people think it strange.  Many have no problem with it.  But for some reason, I just can’t do it. I just love constantly filling my brain.  And I guess my logic stems from…. If it’s been inputted in my brain….and if I need previously learned information…..it will resurface it in my mind, when applicable. So […]

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What King Kong & Your Faith Have in Common

“You are in the hand of God,” I hear Him say. And I see myself laying prostrate. Alone.  Like Ann Darrow.  In the hand of King Kong.  There.  Above. Gripping tight. Holding on.  Eyes shut.  Filled with uncertainty in this darkness of night.  Yet, I know that there….In the palm of the Living God….Is the safest place to […]

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I Lied when I said I would NEVER take an older foster child

That was one thing I said I would never do.  Yes, I would stretch myself, open my home, care for the infant like God wanted me to…. But I said it…“I will never have an older foster child.” There can be attachment issues. Past histories of abuse. So much baggage that I questioned His power through […]

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When Jesus Passes By You

I stand in a circle over the accused.  Holding what I think is redemption in my hand.  Sharp edges.  Mine has some.  But then…..so does my own soul. And I see the guilty.  There on the ground.  Grasping for dirt to cloth himself in. Incapable to run.  This time. And I marvel at the fact that […]

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What if?

Faith.  The faith fight.  The topic of my life.  Yet, faith is believing in something we can’t see. But, what if…. What we see….with spiritual eyes….has. Is. Has always been….more real than what we see with the flesh? What if the temporal is more like a box we’re trapped in? …..And we mourn for and ache […]

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