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Being Still: Is It Possible Today?
Saturday I learned a valuable lesson. And as usual, I did it the hard way! Why do I always do that? We were getting ready for company. I had just woken up from a nap, and I wanted to get the carrots cut so I could go downstairs and paint my nails. So…I was rushing....
What Every Tourist Needs: A Guide
We looked at the map of Old Jerusalem to figure out where we were. “I think we go left,” Jonathan said. We looked to the left. Heidi shook her head. “Nope, it’s right.” Susan and I looked at each other. I scratched my head. Which way was right? Yup, we were lost in...
Floating with Faith (Dead Sea)
If you asked someone to describe a Christian in one word, might his or her response be “dull” or “boring”? It would be a shame for others to think that Christians aren’t enjoying God’s amazing world. So the question to ask ourselves is: Are we taking time to have fun?...
We’ll See You Again
The news both shocked and devastated me. I slouched back in the couch and crossed my arms. Tears threatened to fall. “Why do they have to move Mom?” She sat down beside me and put her hand on my knee. “Honey, they’re only moving to a bigger house across town. Not...
Living Through Fears
“Mommy, I had a bad dream,” I said as I climbed onto her bed. Dad groaned and rolled over. Mom sat up and put her arms around me. “It’s okay Darlene. It’s not real.” I sniffed. “But, it scared me.” She rubbed my back as if trying to remove the fear from my body. “It...
Wrestling
“Get ‘em! ” Doreen pounded her fist in the air. “Come on, you can take him!” Bert had surprised her with tickets to a wrestling match. She sat on the edge of her seat, knees jittering as she watched in anticipation of each of their moves. One wrestler shifted to his...
Mysteries
“Darlene Lynn, put that book down and get the vacuuming done,” Mom said. I sighed. “I hate cleaning,” I thought to myself. I was just getting to the good part and had to know what trouble Nancy and George were about to get into. Cleaning could wait for a few minutes....
Tiddlywinks
I cried as Dad rocked me. “You’re going to be okay Tiddlywinks. Shhhh...” He held me tightly and kissed my forehead. Tiddlywinks. That was Dad’s special name for his baby girl. To this day, it gives me goose bumps. A name of endearment. The funny thing about the above...