Category Archives: Salvation


Metallic Strips And Yellow Balloons

I saw something shiny out of the corner of my eye.
When I got a little closer, I saw multiple shiny things.
I did not understand what I was seeing because of its placement.
My eyes told me one thing but my mind told me another.

When I got even closer to the house, I saw yellow balloons.
I have seen balloons on people’s mailboxes.
This was different.
This was four randomly placed balloons that were very close to the house.

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Salvation Walk

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There is beauty in a winter landscape.
There is beauty even when your heart is hoping for spring.
There is beauty even when the daffodils are covered with snow.
There is beauty even when the grass that was clearly seen a few days before is now hidden.

After another snowfall, I needed to walk.
I miss my walk when the weather keeps me inside.
What is usually my prayer time, was simply a time of amazement this day.
The views that I see every morning were breathtaking.

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Surprise Gifts

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Don’t you love little surprises?
The little things that are really quite ordinary and happen at random times.
Silly things that make us smile.
Things that make me think that God has a sense of humor.

I was putting a coupon in a pocket in the back of my wallet.
Something was already there.
Two twenty dollar bills were hiding.
I have no idea how long they were there.

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The Dragonslayer

It seems to be the time for princesses.
Any mother of a little girl knows that she will inevitably dress as a princess at least once.
Stories and fairy tales tell of princesses.
Movies that many of us can name and have seen repeatedly, have a princess as the main character.

I always loved a quote from beloved author, C.S. Lewis.
Someday you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again. (C.S.Lewis)
That quote always made me ponder.
The stories we read our children are timeless; the plot is one we need to hear.

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Dirty Floors

It has been established that I do not like to iron.
I do iron but I always think it is futile.
I tend to wait until I have about two weeks of my husband’s shirts before I get out the iron.
I put my music on, quite loud, which helps get me through the task.

I know that whatever I iron always looks better after I finish.
It is the process I do not like.
It is getting the ironing board out and filling the iron with water for steam.
It is wheeling the clothes rack from the laundry room to the kitchen.

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