Posts tagged with: memories

A Heart Cracked Open

CRACK!! The sound echoed through the stadium like a crack of thunder as two helmets collided. In the silence that followed one player stood up dazed while another lay prostrate on the field. His motionless body twitched as a tremor...
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{An Invitation} A November to Remember

My friend, Jennifer Dukes Lee, (I hope this sister in Christ and fellow grace chaser doesn’t mind if I call her friend even though we’ve really never met) has started a series titled, A November to Remember in which she...
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Looking Back and Living Today

I climb the stairs and a cool breeze from the open window greets me. I pause for a moment at the top of the stairs to look around at the empty room, but the emptiness makes my heart ache and...
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An Offering of Worship

I listen to the mournful, lonely, chords of the guitar as the music drifts through the closed-door of the bedroom that attempts to shut both the music and the fourteen-year-old musician away from the realities of the world.  There are...
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Changes

  Today I return after what seems to me a long absence from cyber space. I’d like to say I’ve been out of town for a long summer vacation, or perhaps on a book signing tour, or on a trip...
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A Place Where I Belong

When I was a little girl, my family moved several times. I was naturally introverted, so changing schools was always difficult for me. I remember standing in the door of the classroom clutching my notebook tight to my chest and...
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A Sabbath Season

June 29, 2006 It is a beautiful summer evening, reminiscent of many others: There was summer evenings in my childhood spent playing on green summer lawns, the breeze flowered with the sweet smell of honeysuckle. Summer evenings in my teen...
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A Handicapped Heart

Tonight I am reposting A Handicapped Heart to commemorate the recent release of my new book My Journey with Justin. This post was written not long after I started writing the book two years ago.  My prayer then and today...
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A Light Has Come

Last Saturday I headed to work in the quiet darkness of a typical winter morning, but as I drove through our sleepy little town I was captivated by the nostalgic beauty of the Christmas season. Houses and small shop windows...
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An Inheritance

When I was a little girl our family spent many weekends visiting my great-grandparents, Buford and Zora Powers or Grandma and Grandpa Powers as they were to me. They lived on a little ranch outside of Wilson called Hungry Hill...
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