Aug
17
2018

Remembering The Little Things

I pass her every week as I walk by the customer service desk.
She is a whirl of motion.
She is quick and efficient at her job.
She has a loud voice and a demeanor that says she can handle anything.

I imagine that she is a formidable foe.
I have seen her no nonsense approach to things.
However, for whatever reason, I am the recipient of her kindness.
I am always greeted with a smile and a big hello as I walk by her.

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Aug
16
2018

A Sense Of Longing

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It was an Instagram post.
It was a picture of a peaceful place.
Boats were on the water.
The setting was so lovely.

The person who posted admitted that she is “off the grid.”
There were brief times of connecting again.
For the most part, she was experiencing quiet, and stillness, and rest.
I read her list of things that she is doing while she is away.

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Aug
15
2018

The Impeded Stream

Posted in Daily Living | 2 Comments

My granddaughter rolled over today.
My son-in-love sent a short video to all of us.
A milestone was captured.
A moment in time is now saved on my phone.

I admit that I have watched the video quite a few times.
I admit that I cheered along with Ella’s mommy and daddy.
I admit that I was urging my granddaughter on as I watched.
You can do it, I said to the video on my phone.

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Aug
14
2018

Torrential Rain

Posted in Faith | 2 Comments

The flash flood alerts kept coming to my phone.
I always appreciate the alerts.
They are helpful for tracking storms.
They are helpful as rainfall or snowfall amounts are posted.

Sometimes, a flash flood alert comes and it amounts to nothing.
We tend to lose power here in the country, so when a big storm is coming, I fill the bathtub.
I fill the bathtub because when we lose electricity, we cannot run our water.
Having water in the bathtub comes in handy for necessities.

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Aug
13
2018

On Any Given Sunday

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For the first thirty minutes after entering church on Sunday, we sing.
We sing to the Lord.
We read Scripture.
We pray.

Each week, different worship leaders bring their own gifts to that special time.
No two weeks are the same.
I appreciate that.
Whether we sing hymns or contemporary worship songs, our focus is the same.

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