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Where does the devil talk to you? The last time he showed up for a chat with me I was in the laundry room, reminiscing over how quickly the children had grown, left home, married and will soon bring a mix of teen T’s and 12 month “onesies” with them when they come to visit over the holidays. It is read more
My hands stung and my arms ached from clapping so hard and so long. My blouse was dotted with mascara-colored tears as I finally took my seat again and I was not alone in my emotional response. Everyone present at the Quilts of Valor presentation in Blairsville, Georgia where I was privileged to speak last week had spontaneously risen to read more
I chose the brick. It was either that or the oncoming car in the other lane. Shortly thereafter I limped into the parking lot of a convenience store with a hole the size of my fist adorning the right front tire. At a McDonald’s a few hundred miles back I had stopped to freshen up a bit and treat myself read more
Pussy cat, pussy cat where have you been? I’ve been to London to visit the Queen. Pussy cat, pussy cat what’d you do there? I went to a brief on the Ebola scare. “I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our read more