Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just thinking…
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"The first fact about the celebration of birthdays is that it is a good way of affirming defiantly, and even flamboyantly, that it is a good thing to be alive." ~G.K. Chesterton, "Our Birthday," 1935 TG turned 25 two weeks ago. She spent it floating the San Marcos River with her boyfriend, brothers,…
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To all God's beloved who are called to be saints: Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. ~Romans 1:7 "The memory of those who have gone before us, to whom we are linked by bonds of fidelity and gratitude, must also accompany us in all the acts of…
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I think it's time, don't you? Somewhere I read that everything we do, every simple action or word, sends an energy into the world, either positive or negative, ultimately contributing to either war or peace. We can point fingers and lay blame, but to some degree each one of us carries that responsibility…
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It’s the hardest thing to give awayAnd the last thing on your mind todayIt always goes to those that don’t deserve It’s the opposite of how you feelWhen the pain they caused is just too realIt takes everything you have just to say the word… ForgivenessForgiveness ~from "Forgiveness" by Matthew West Can you…
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They are all around you, disguised as ordinary people. They may be generous or grouchy, quiet or boisterous, socialites or loners. They come in all colors, sizes, and ages. They are our veterans… those who gave anywhere from three to thirty years of their lives, doing whatever our country needed them to do, wherever they were told…
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So, house, we love thee, as we could not loveA palace wherein no pulse of love had struck,Where farewells had not been—and whereNo busy memories haunt the vacant rooms.~J.J. Britton (1832–1913), "A Home" I'm nearing the end of this summer's journey of clearing out my parents' home. My childhood home. …
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An older sister is a friend and defender – a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too. ~Pam Brown For a few years, my sister and I shared the small room above. It was painted a pale purple at the time. It was in this room that I remember…
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