Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Worth Quoting
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Each year I have a guiding word. A mascot. Last year it was "Embrace". It's hard to describe how a guiding word comes to be. It's a connection… sort of a message of what I need to focus on in the coming year. This year I tried on a few that might seem a little…
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The last few days have been a wonderful blur of unfamiliar activity for me… hours away from my computer and phone, spent mostly in my kitchen, measuring flour and sugar, warming up ovens, with timers beeping, beeping, beeping, and dishes piling up in the sink. I spent one day making cookies and fudge, another day getting casseroles and…
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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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Let us come to him with thanksgiving. Let us sing psalms of praise to him. - Psalm 95:2 (NLT) I sit here at my computer tonight, listening to the rain falling outside my window. I'm still full from roasted turkey and lots of carbs: cornbread dressing (my mom's recipe); green bean casserole (doesn't really count…
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"You must have been a beautiful baby…" ~Johnny Mercer Last week I asked my mom what she wanted for her birthday. She stared off for a few seconds, then looked at me and said "More time." But there was a twinkle in her eye, and her mouth turned up in a grin as…
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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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My middle son turned 27 today. My "baby" turned 24 this summer and my oldest will be 30 in December. Yikes! I can only imagine how my mom feels, knowing her baby (me) is 56. But I can see in her eyes when she looks at me, even though our roles are somewhat reversed…
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