Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Feeding the Spirit
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Chapter 1 "Home of the Fighting Deer" Once upon a time two teenagers walked the halls of the same high school, yet somehow never crossed paths. For four years! Not one single time! Despite mutual friends… despite rooting for the same teams, sitting in the same bleachers, eating in the same cafeteria… this gorgeous blonde and…
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My heart is soaring today, straight up into the cloudless summer blue sky. I'm not sure why and I'm not going to question it… when I least expect it the clouds will roll in and cast their shadows, but for now I'm enjoying it. It could be due to the sunshine… we had a few…
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My brother Donnie became a Grandpa today. The image of the baby girl's teensy face traveled thousands of miles straight to her new Grandpa's heart within minutes of her first breath, thanks to cell phones and digital technology. In a few weeks he'll get to see and touch the real thing. He'll get to breathe in…
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Depression settles into me like a fine dust, obscuring reality just enough to be an annoyance. It reminds me of the dust storms in the Texas panhandle my grandmother told me about – one minute its a sunshiny day, you're going about your business, whistling … and then this darkness rolls in, seeping into every…
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Music by Steppenwolf and Jimi Hendrix, stories about a romance kindled by a wet T-shirt contest, interspersed with traditional Catholic readings and blessings … the funeral this afternoon wasn't typical, by any means. But that's only right, isn't it? We're all individuals with distinct personalities. I think it's only fitting that our funerals should reflect…
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"An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day." ~Henry David Thoreau "Lovely flowers are the smiles of God's goodness." ~William Wilberforce "Love all God's creation, the whole Earth and every grain of sand in it. Love every leaf, every ray of God's light … If you love everything, you will perceive…
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This human being is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they are a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still treat each guest honorably. He…
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Candles flicker, casting shadows. The lights are dimmed and I sit near the back, watching the flames. It's quiet – so quiet I hear the ringing in my ears over the distant sounds of cars passing the church. I almost talked myself into just staying home. I feel so tired … what if I fall…
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I knew baby ducks followed their mamas all in a line, but…baby flowers? I took the dog and bird for a walk after work again today; it was just too perfect to go inside. I noticed this flower and its babies, all in a row, and had to run back for my camera…
Long Hollow 