Sabbath Sunday: Beyond the Woods
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Sabbath Sunday: Beyond the Woods

  Each Sunday I take my own amateur nature photo and share a thought or two about God’s love. Fairy tales are a popular theme these days and I’m a fan like everyone else. There’s Once Upon a Time, Maleficent, Cinderella is coming out, and right now, Into the Woods. But real life hasn’t shown…

2014 Words of the Year Review: Chosen and Preposterous
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2014 Words of the Year Review: Chosen and Preposterous

As I scratch my head in awe that 2014 is here and gone, I’m even more amazed at the ways God delivered on the words He gave me to focus and live for in the year. Because 2013 was abundance, it was awesome He gave two words for 2014. Chosen. Preposterous. I knew right away…

Sabbath Sunday: Muddy Road
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Sabbath Sunday: Muddy Road

One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way rarely understanding why I wasn’t like everyone else. Thing is, the path God gives you, it’s not going…

Sabbath Sunday: The Muddy Road
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Sabbath Sunday: The Muddy Road

One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way rarely understanding why I wasn’t like everyone else. Thing is, the path God gives you, it’s not going…

Sabbath Sunday: Muddy Road
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Sabbath Sunday: Muddy Road

One of my favorite poems is Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. Probably because I can relate. The wide path everyone else takes? I was never one to follow. I was the pioneer taking the narrow way rarely understanding why I wasn’t like everyone else. Thing is, the path God gives you, it’s not going…

Thankful: Sifting Gold by Holly Hrywnak
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Thankful: Sifting Gold by Holly Hrywnak

It’s be one of those years.   Ya’ll know what I mean by that. A season marked with tears, struggle, heartache, frustration and bills. Lots and lots of bills without the lots and lots of money to go with it.   One year ago, I found myself in the hospital for a 6-day stay without…