She goes through the motions, staying close to the routine.
She feels trapped by the sameness, longing to be seen.
She can’t fall apart, can’t really be herself.
So tired of hiding behind the standards of someone else.
I stepped outside into the pre-dawn morning. While the air was cold and crisp, my heart was warmed by the Creator’s star-filled sky. It was beautiful. It was clear. It was such a refreshment from the rainy, dreary weather we’ve had here lately.
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I have the most amazing in-laws. I am forever the recipient of love, support and encouragement at one or both of their hands. They frequently go out of their way, doing things to make life easier for me. They are eager, devoted and attentive “babysitters.” I can think of no one else who could keep my children safe, fed AND spoiled, all while teaching life lessons.
I began running the morning of my twenty-fifth high school reunion.
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My heart and mind are overwhelmed with topics I could write about today. So overwhelmed that I’m nearly paralyzed as to which is the better choice to apply God’s Word to. Is it the news articles I’ve already read today about suicide, one an attempt and one successful, if you can call it that? Is it the insecurity inherent in the relational backgrounds reported of the people in the stories?
Where is your Bible? Do you keep it in a special place? What color is it?
I grew up in a home with a large, heavy, white family Bible with gold lettering on the cover.
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You are who you are. God is Who He is. Knowing that can make all the difference.
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