Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Friendship
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This morning I planted prayer requests in my virtual world; within moments, sweet thoughts and assurance of prayer blossomed before my eyes. I believe prayer is powerful, and I believe the prayer and good wishes that joined my own today get a lot of the credit for my sister's surgery being so successful. Full recovery…
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Prayer weaves its way throughout my being, throughout my day … a strong fiber holding the pieces together, supporting me, lifting me … a light breaking the darkness, revealing blessings, allowing hope. Today, and for the next several days, weeks, months, I'm asking for your prayer to join mine… About the time most of us…
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The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate. ~ Opray Winfrey I turned 50 almost two years ago, along with all of the people I went to school with. We spent a fabulous year celebrating one birthday after another, each time celebrating all of us jumping into…
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I can't believe it's already Friday again, and I haven't yet mentioned what a fantastic weekend I had… a week ago! It was a weekend with friends, and that's always wonderful, but what made this even better is having friends meet friends meet friends… It started simple enough. Shari and Robert made plans to come…
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I spent two days witnessing love and friendship poured back upon a family mourning a husband, father, son, brother, uncle. A whole community grieved over the loss of one man, joined by family and friends who had traveled thousands of miles to pay their respects, impressing upon me visually what an amazing difference one man…
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Surreal. Sitting where just weeks ago I danced, now praying, chanting, "Hail Mary, full of grace…", my voice joining with almost 300 others, Catholic and non-Catholic, drawn together by shared admiration and affection, our breath turning frosty in the cold of the hangar, our eyes full of tears, surrounded by airplanes, pieces of airplanes, miniature…
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Who bought our family a state-of-the art green fake Christmas tree when I was ten (maybe eleven) because our experiment with a real tree landed me in the emergency room with asthma by Christmas Day but rather than go back to our sterile aluminum one the next year, I declared I didn't want a tree…
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What do you say when you hear a friend has died? What can you say? How do you dare mourn, or express your own sadness, knowing there's a wife, children, mother, sisters, nieces and more, tied by blood and longer memories than you have to your friend, whose pain you know has got to be…
Long Hollow 