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Author Archives: Donna Coulson

MJ

In January, Karl and I made a trip to Moab.  I’ve been there twice before, and both those times, my friend Mary Jane —  the reason for the trip — welcomed me to her home and made me feel like I was special. Like I was the person she most wanted to see at that … Continue reading »

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I’m a bit crabby just now

Hey friends, have you recently gone to Amazon to buy a copy of my first novel, Mountain Time and been confused with finding it listed for a crazy high price?  Don’t be dismayed or confused, and don’t be taken for a ride somewhere you don’t need to go.  Somehow, there’s a guy out there (actually … Continue reading »

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Angels, Did you Know?

Karl and I were talking about the Christmas story last night. Specifically, we were discussing the angel’s appearance to the shepherds and the wonder of a battalion of angels singing overhead. He asked a question neither of us had thought of before. ‘Do you suppose the angels knew? Did they have access to God’s full, … Continue reading »

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Glimmers

You might think this is a picture of an empty flower bed. Just dirt. Barren.  November arrived ten days ago.  Along with it came a time change which plunged us into darkness each day before I’m ready, trees without color, vicious winds that cut through nearly any coat I chose, a definite dip in night and … Continue reading »

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Joy is a thing with…

I’ve always loved Emily Dickenson’s poem that starts “Hope is a thing with Feathers.”  That image touches me. I love that she doesn’t call hope a bird, but instead a ‘thing’ with feathers. I’ve been pondering what kind of a ‘thing’ joy is, but naming the essence of joy isn’t easy. To me, joy is … Continue reading »

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Life’s golden lining

Life isn’t for sissies or the cowardly. It is hard. Unpredictable. It is difficult to face the inexorable passage of time, the aches, the pains, the unknown of how each day will go and how it will all end. Quick or lingering? Painful, undignified wasting away? Grey hair and walkers? Gone too young, before it … Continue reading »

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Aftermath

I appreciate many of the posts by Nick Freitas on social media. He is a delegate in the Virginia state legislature, Christian, devout and succinct. After the assassination of Charlie Kirk, Freitas tweeted his strong and passionate – and yes, quietly angry – thoughts and reactions. In essence, Freitas made the claim that for years … Continue reading »

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Speech

It seems as if the world blew its mind on Wednesday of last week.  People are grieving, others are cheering. At the forefront is a discussion about freedom of speech and what constitutes appropriate expression and what inappropriate language looks and sounds like. Sides are polarized, angry. The definition of appropriate speech as opposed to … Continue reading »

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Testing Faith

Book 4 in Emmaline’s story is now available! Search on Amazon for Testing Faith by donna coulson for your copy!  “God,” Emmaline prayed, “Take me where You want me to go, and give me the courage to go there.” After an eventful British honeymoon, newlyweds Emmaline and Graham Harris joyously anticipate beginning their lives together … Continue reading »

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Twenty-five years

I have a little round scar on my thigh from when the fire from my father’s cigarette fell off and burned me while we were watching some firemen put out a house trailer fire. The memory of that burn isn’t actually a bad one. I barely can recall the burn itself, but I certainly remember … Continue reading »

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