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Short’n’Sweet
Another week has flown by. The weekend with old friends is already a week in the past and the first week of a new adventure is now history! As my Meghan would say, “Holy cats!!” The four days up north were wonderful. Good friends, lots of laughs, fun in the sun and GREAT food. We…
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A Time to Mourn … Part One
Note: I began drafting this post a few days after the passing of another of the Homestead’s children, my aunt/godmother. I’d like to expand on it now and honor her memory. A time to mourn and a time to dance; that’s the complete phrase. Not an original title by any means, but so appropriate. Another…
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About Those Cows …
Toward the end of the last post I asked if your fences were secure. Now I’m asking, can they ever be secure, really? My belief system says yes, they can, but not because of what I might do. And not necessarily in the way I might think. The farmer who came to corral the cows…
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There Was a Time …..
There was a time when the night before Ash Wednesday would have my attention more for what was happening at Mardi Gras in New Orleans and Rio than for any spiritual meaning. Tonight is different. I’ve had an interesting week and am feeling very blessed! I was given insight into a situation that had been…
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Smiling at this Lenten Memory
Who knew when deciding to embark on the next 30 days to leaving the Shoulds and an Illegitimate Ruler behind that it would coincide beautifully with Lent? Well, Someone knew and ya gotta love how these things work out 🙂 So my Lenten journey it will be. I’ve never been one to “give something up…
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The Tyranny of Should
You should go … You shouldn’t …. I should… I should have …. A loaded word, one syllable, indicates that the subject of the sentence has some obligation to execute the sentence predicate. So the subject, in this case moi, has an obligation to do whatever follows the should. How does that work? Who’s deciding…
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“It Doesn’t Happen in a Neighborhood Like This”
That’s what the neighbor said on TV. Another woman is dead, killed this morning in a nearby county by her husband and people are shocked because it doesn’t happen where they live. Sound familiar? It sure does to me. I’ve been there and even said those words. People in my former neighborhood weren’t out brawling…
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Gaining Ground
I’m still playing catch-up from the weekend misfortunes, but at least I’m playing. I definitely had an attitude challenge going and thankfully, have moved through it. My house is almost normal, though my ears are tuned to the on/off cycles of the furnace and I”m less than completely unpacked. But my truck is running and…
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Jump Out of the Boat!!
As mentioned earlier, we attended a great church, Seacoast Church, just blocks from Meghan’s apartment, on Christmas Eve, and then a satellite campus in Mount Pleasant on the weekend. The young preacher had a great message and I have two points scribbled in large letters on a piece of paper that were made during the…
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Countdown 9 Days, part two
So the last time we were together, the three of us, was eight months ago – EIGHT MONTHS! There was a time that I didn’t go eight HOURS without hugging them and now it’s eight months and will be more since we shared a group – all three of us – hug. I do not…