Thankful: Ada Brownell’s Thankful Jesus Cares About Us
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Thankful: Ada Brownell’s Thankful Jesus Cares About Us

Thankful Jesus cares about us   The day I arrived on earth I entered a family swarming with children. Escapees from the Kansas Dust Bowl and the Great Depression, some of my older brothers and sisters weren’t excited about an addition to the family. The house where I was born was tucked against the red-rocked…

Thankful: Two Short Posts Long on Thankfulness
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Thankful: Two Short Posts Long on Thankfulness

I’m thankful to have two thankful posts to share with you today. First up, Glenn. Hi my name is Glenn and I live in Christchurch, New Zealand – is this important? In light of my story, yes. On Thursday the 22nd of September I got wind of a prophesy, declaring that on the 28th of…

Sabbath Sunday: New Roads
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Sabbath Sunday: New Roads

Each Sunday I share my own amateur nature picture with a few thoughts on God’s love for you. This is Upstate NY in Autumn. Breathtaking, isn’t it? It’s part of a 300 mile journey I take each time I visit loved ones. The trip is nearly a few turns and probably over 200 miles of…

Character Confession: Thankful to Relax with Coffee Syrup as I Clean my Toilet
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Character Confession: Thankful to Relax with Coffee Syrup as I Clean my Toilet

So, are you enjoying the thankful posts? The month is just getting started with more thankful thoughts from guest bloggers. If you missed the first four, stop right now and go back. They are amazing posts you don’t want to miss. Lee Carver’s Left-Legged Miracle April W. Gardner’s For Those Who Are Apart Becky Frame’s…

Thankful: Jennifer Slattery’s Romeo and the Fire in His Eyes
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Thankful: Jennifer Slattery’s Romeo and the Fire in His Eyes

When my husband and I first started dating, I spent hours dolling myself up in the mirror. I wanted my hair to look just right, my lipstick the perfect shade, whatever it took to see his eyes light up and hear him say, “You’re beautiful.” Now, sixteen years later, my hair’s streaked with gray, laugh…

Thankful: Becky Frame Thanking Her Abba Father
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Thankful: Becky Frame Thanking Her Abba Father

I hugged my dad and turned to the stove to fry myself some eggs. He’d just cleaned the entire kitchen. I mumbled apologetically, “I’m messin’ up your clean kitchen!” He replied graciously, “Having all these house guests for Christmas is like running a restaurant. But… it’s worth it.” A few seconds later, he dropped his…