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clothesline grace (Cathy Hill)
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The preacher said there are 24 days until Christmas and 24 chapters in Luke. I love a good equation. But I turned around twice, and it was December 12 and I found myself in Luke 2. How does this happen, this relentless pace of time even with the best intent...
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gratitude
It arrived in a toilet paper roll.  I am sure very few things that we adore in life arrive in such simple packaging, but this was mine. It was in my stocking of all places dozens and dozens of Christmases ago. I remember thinking it was a joke my brother ha...
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Names
I am absolutely terrible with names. I must repeat a name five or six times in my head to remember it; and even then; I often force myself to create some kind of mental image or it’s lost, often forever. I take solace in the fact I inherited this inability....
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Stumes
I watched these little ones run up and down the street. All the ballerinas and the supermen. The pirates and the princesses. I envied them. For more than a month my littlest girl had debated what to be.  There is a magic in hiding behind a mask. For one sho...
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twitch
After sitting at the airport for a long 6 hours, then another 6 in a hotel room; I was convinced absolutely nothing could bother me.  In truth, I was ready to jump on two different planes to get home and reread the book I had started and finished in a chair...
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Mining Joy
Mining Joy, that’s how she phrased it. Brilliant. My grandad was a coal miner.  I have dozens of pictures of black faced men whose image is visible only by the light on their forehead.   Grandpa lived and worked under the ground looking for the blackest of ...
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Lanes
I read a few years ago the words “stay in your lane,” and I thought a little bird of heaven had just perched on my shoulder.  To me it was permission. Permission to be who I was and permission to not try to be who I wasn’t. It still is. There are lanes God ...
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Gray Hair
There is something profoundly beautiful about listening to people of vastly different generations than oneself.  At first, I noticed all the silly things. I noted I had less grey hair than virtually anyone in the room. I noticed their pace. The way not one ...
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No Rain
My daughters and I huddled close.  We were walking down the road on a beautiful summer night when a gentle rain began to fall.  We were closely knit together under our one umbrella.  We had to move in unison if we were going to move at all.   My youngest da...
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