Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Feeding the Spirit
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A gray day spent dealing with frustrations over computer glitches, rude people, and staff who are so quick to deny responsibility for a problem that they fail to listen or offer productive advice (their job – what my money is paying them to do.) A day I dreaded, because I anticipated all of these problems…
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Whew. Is it just me, or is this year already going by too fast? The tree is down, bills are paid, my desk is clean, but Christmas ornaments are scattered around the livingroom, dirty dishes fill the sink, laundry is waiting to be folded, my email inbox is inundated, and I haven't blogged in two…
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I went to church tonight. I've been to church at night a lot lately. It is a holy season, after all. I like going at night. I'd rather not go anywhere, of course, but if I can't just stay home, church isn't a bad place to be. I like approaching the lit building from the…
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"Empty pockets never held anyone back. Only empty heads and empty hearts can do that." ~Norman Vincent Peale I spent the first part of the evening paying bills, whittling away at our bank account. Easy come, easy go. I already knew – and the kids knew – this would be a record-breaking teensy Christmas, as…
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The story goes that in the winter of 1531, Juan Diego, a humble Mexican peasant, was on his way to morning Mass in Mexico City when the Virgin Mary appeared to him on a hill along his path; she asked him to speak to the bishop for her about building a church in that spot.…
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A gift from TG for my birthday years ago… Each time I grab my keys, I see it and think of her and everything else I have to be grateful for…which is a lot, when I take the time to think about it. And I do, thanks to TG. I think of the potential of…
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When I was growing up, we didn't hang stockings – we didn't have a fireplace, for one thing, but it just wasn't part of our tradition. But I learned about stockings from Dickens and other writers, and I didn't like being left out, especially if it held the potential for more gifts, so I made…
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…discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings! ~ Henry Ward Beecher May all of us have thankful hearts this day. No matter where we are, what our circumstances, what our nationality or religion…
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First off, Belle was no where around when I stepped out for our morning walk. Max lay in his bed on the porch, but didn't get up like he normally would, excited at the prospect of a walk. And when I mentioned it, he just kind of whimpered. I remembered a lot of barking last…
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