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Some people brake for garage sales. I brake for blackberries. Last week, on my way home from a walk, I spotted wild Himalayas hanging near the edge of…
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July 2022

My athletic mom achieved four hole-in-ones. But my stroke wasn’t on the golf course.
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June 2022

It was Sunday morning and my husband’s birthday. Only four months earlier he had left me for heaven. In the first stages of grief, I remained seated…
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May 2022

This week I conquered a corner of my closet. Giving those size 10 jeans and anything medium to my granddaughters was way overdue. So was passing on my…
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April 2022

The Marines may be looking for a few good men, but God is not so fussy!
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March 2022

How vital it is to build our house, our life, on a firm, secure foundation!
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The only Americans eating raw fish in 1976 were the hapless fraternity pledges required to swallow a live goldfish. But I was in Japan, where normal…
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February 2022

My dad’s joyous observation will be a dim whisper compared to God’s at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb.
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“Now hear this! All hands hit the deck!” My father’s voice boomed up through the floorboards, from his ham radio shack in the basement directly under my…
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January 2022

As brand new missionaries we were eager to meet our Japanese neighbors. I baked homemade banana bread and we toted the loaves to the nearby houses in…
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November 2021

I was born cold. Like a heat-seeking missile, I am drawn to heaters, fireplaces, and bonfires. I not only preheat the oven for a batch of muffins, I…
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How can we, regardless of the number of laps around the sun, increase in wisdom?
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