Tag: friends
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Birth
The question he asked was, “Why don’t we know Jesus better?” I swear I heard, “Why are you even here?” Why don’t we know Jesus better? The flight to Israel from Germany was a nice 5-hour ride over mountains, waters, and lands I couldn’t name. Millions of people speaking in tongues not heard much in…
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Thoughts on Gardens of Kindness
Yeah, we boarded a plane in our desert land to explore a country green and rainy with red roofed houses. The flight was long. Hours of playing airplane games, watching an airplane movie and a documentary, reading my fantasy novel, and attempting to sleep. And spying my boys as they shared words and ideas with…
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The Breath of God
I watched my uncle’s life escape his body. I watched as his daughter cried and his sisters sighed at the loss of someone they love deeply. His last breath came and went to the aether. His heart stilled like all the relationships with his children, his sisters, his friends. The pallor colour took over his…
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When the Plague Falls
For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but…
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Journey
the travel of a day So my youngest boy and I packed up a BMW and set out one morn early to find adventure and sweet conversation with friends. We made a video posted at the end of the blog. It is worth the time to view and listen. You know, my friends, how quickly…
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The Crystalline Tears
And she watched helplessly as her dream came crashing down like a crystal vase knocked off a table unintentionally. When hope falters at the fragility of life, faith in God wavers. Everything is questioned. Perception changed as if the very Earth shifted silently and quickly and noticeably. What was a firm foundation, has now became…
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And God Is There With Us
My dad called me last Friday. There was something in his voice, a change, a sadness, a loss. He asked a question and talked of other things I honestly don’t remember. I am sure they were important. Then he took a breath. “Do you remember F– and K— A—?” “Of course.” “They were killed this…
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A Friend Loves
We are unique in that we hold relationships that are close and dear and enriching. Ah, sweet friend, thank you for being mine.
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