Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Worth Quoting
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A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty. ~Author Unknown On one of the last visits I had with my Daddy before he passed – maybe even the last one – his face lit up in a smile at the sight of me and…
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My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune. ~Graycie Harmon When you think about it, life is so very fragile, so touch and go, and there are so many things that can go wrong – that do…
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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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Starting a sweet! journal was a great idea! For once, I've remembered to record them every day. (At least for three weeks. But I think that's a record.) I keep the journal open on my bathroom counter. Every evening I'm reminded to reflect on the day and the blessings I've received. It's funny how…
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A few days ago, I traded my phone for an umbrella when I took Belle for our morning run/walk down our dirt road. And that's why I don't have a photo of the most beautiful rainbow … a perfect arch above the horizon, and below it, a summer-blue sky that winked at me from behind stormy gray clouds,…
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Texas is neither southern nor western. Texas is Texas – Senator William Blakley Today is Texas Independence Day, so I had to pop in and wish her a happy 180th birthday. I am so very grateful that my way-back grandparents were drawn to Texas, just like Davy Crockett, although their story had a happier…
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This evening I did something I haven't done in a long, long time…. I sat in my rocking chair on my back deck and watched the sun set. It wasn't a dramatic sunset, like the one in this photo. Just a deepening blue sky with a few wispy pink clouds dancing above the treetops. But…
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The day after I mailed my Christmas cards this year, I came across my Christmas letter from 2009. It was in one of the boxes I brought from my parents' home. In it, I read about what each one of us had been up to that year. For one thing, I discovered Facebook that…
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