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Random thoughts on being me

I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Wrinkles

There’s this one picture of my dad. He’s not a handsome man. His ears are too big, his nose is bulbous. He’s got age spots. But. The set of his mouth leaves no doubt he’s just made a ‘smart aleck’ remark, and I can hear echoes of the guffaw that no doubt ensued. (No one … Continue reading »

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David and Goliath

In my devotions this morning I was reading the story of David and Goliath.  I noticed something, something actually obvious but that I hadn’t paid attention to.  Start with Goliath himself: he’s glorious – tall, broad shouldered wearing a bronze helmet and armor.  He probably has millions of followers on Instagram – he’s a real … Continue reading »

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Fairy Garden Update

Many times I have hare-brained ideas, I follow through, and they just don’t turn out in reality the way they existed in my mind.  I’m delighted to report, though, that my fairy garden hasn’t fallen into that category. Things I’ve planted there have grown and as the summer progresses, it becomes more lush and inviting.  … Continue reading »

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No news is good news

When I was a child, adulthood was defined for me as tall people who went to work (or in the case of my mother, cleaned and cooked and worked at home), did the shopping, and watched the news and weather for half an hour every evening.  Consequently, as an adult, ingrained in my mind is … Continue reading »

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Waterfall Road

There’s a trail up in the snowy range that I call Waterfall Road. Karl and I like to ride our four-wheelers up to the end of the way, then sit for a moment or many, enjoying the view of Medicine Bow peak off in the distance and relishing life at the top, literally. Last week … Continue reading »

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Peace and Quiet

For the last ten days we’ve been in the camper, most of the time sitting at the end of a powdery-dirt road in the middle of the forest. Except for rare occasions when we were on the four-wheelers at the top of the mountain and we took a minute to check emails (mostly spam) and … Continue reading »

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Fairy Garden

Let me start by saying that if fairies exist, they do so because our wonderfully artistic God created them.  I know fairies often get a bad rep and are associated with things not Christian, but I am of the wholehearted opinion that if such creatures exist, it would be by God’s grace and imagination. That … Continue reading »

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Graduation Gift

One of the perks that I enjoyed as a teacher was the definite beginning and ending of each school year.  I loved the new promise of setting up my classroom in the fall and I adored the ability on the last days of the year to look back and see what the students and I … Continue reading »

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Awaken Sleeping Beauty (Not A-Woken) please.

I read in the news this weekend that with Disneyland’s reopening they have premiered a new ride featuring the story of Sleeping Beauty.  According to Disney, the intent was to celebrate the ‘rich history’ of the story and ‘beautiful scenic work’ of the old Sleeping Beauty movie. Good for them. But wait! A San Francisco … Continue reading »

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Can we make God’s creations more beautiful?

The other day at a store I saw a man who made me sad. He was covered in clothing from head to foot, only his hands and his face were visible. That isn’t what saddened me. Every inch of his face and hands that I could see, except small circles at his eyes and his … Continue reading »

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