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Floating on the River of Life
Ezekiel Chapters 19-22 We have four beautiful children, each 2 years apart, which means that our life is full of motion. Constant motion. Like blood through arteries, our days accelerate with every heartbeat, squeezing into capillaries so tiny the blood cells pass through single file like Kindergarteners walking hand in hand to recess. When the
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Redeeming Love and Racecar Cheetahs
Ezekiel Chapters 15-18 I type this from a wingback chair in a hotel in Topeka. Wingback may be the wrong name for this kind of chair, but the folder in my brain that holds chair names is very thin and has other furniture names thrown in there like “ottoman” and whatever neurotransmitter is responsible for
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Flux Capacitors, Beet Juice, and the Hope that Changes Everything
Ezekiel Chapter 11 Life is hard. I should say that life can be hard. It isn’t always. Life is certainly harder for some than for others, but even people who live what most would consider an easy life have to do hard things. We weep, we fail, we disappoint. But if you’re reading this you
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Embers on the Carpet
Ezekiel Chapter 8 If you have spent much time around our home, you know that the word quiet is not one of the many adjectives a person would normally use to describe it. But this particular evening is one of rare quiet, like an Oklahoma day with only a gentle breeze just sort of stirring
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Glory in a Sock Drawer
Ezekiel chapters 1-4 Laundry is a constant reminder that we live in a fallen world. For those of us who are fortunate enough to own the magical machines called washing machines, the process is relatively easy. I call the washing machine The Clothes Washer because we call the other machine that washes dirty things we
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Parking Lot Sparrows and Salvation From Our Sins
Matthew 1:21 It is the day after Christmas. I’m sitting in a coffee shop drinking a cortado while watching four sparrows hop around the parking lot. They are in two pairs and I’m not sure what that means other than two of them stick together and bounce about on their tiny little legs and chill
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Hot Sauce Roosters and the Gift of Celebration
Hebrews 2:14-15 I’m sitting on the couch in our living room in the spot where I read my Bible and looking at a glass rooster filled with hot sauce. He’s perched somewhat precariously atop a maple and cream latte candle – a square candle with a wooden lid that seals along the edges and would
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When Little Lights Aren’t Twinkling
Matthew 2 Children are a blessing. I know this because the Bible says they are. Psalm 127 says they are a gift, a reward, like arrows in the hand of a warrior, and the man who has a quiver full is blessed. I’ve heard a lot of funny things about that verse regarding the number
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Old People and the Wonderous Waiting
Luke 2:25-38 I’m sitting in the bleachers. They don’t have backs, and I do, so I’m sitting on the top bleacher with my back against the wall. I also have a backside and I left my little bleacher cushion at home so I’m sitting on my blue and white plaid flannel sherpa lined jacket that
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Thanksgiving for the Non-Accidental
Psalm 100 Every family has traditions. Some are generational liturgies arcing back through the mists of time. They are ancient. Carved in stone. No one knows why we do them. We just do it that way. Some traditions are odd. Corn casserole. Green bean casserole. Cranberry casserole. Casserole casserole. Apparently, the word “casserole” was invented
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