Tag: healing
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It’s Not a Sprint…
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As I continue down this path to better health, I’m learning more and more about myself each day. Today I ventured out on another walk by myself. I’m rather enjoying these solo treks as they give me time to breathe, process, let go, pray and just BE. I decided to head to the high school…
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365 Days of Our Story…
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It’s really just another day on the calendar. 12:01 AM and the new day begins. 364 days out of the year I’m sleeping when this transition takes place… completely unaware. But there is that one time each calendar year I’m actually awake when that clock strikes midnight. There’s fanfare and noise and kissing. It seems…
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The Mix of Life’s Emotions…
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Social media is changing the way we live. The way we view life. The way we view people around us. We all want to present well. We generally don’t tweet or post the ugly stuff in our lives. We post the good stuff. The happy times. That one photograph that can make everyone think we’ve…
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Believe… Even When It’s Difficult
What do you do when life does not go the way you expect it to? When it throws you a curve ball so curvy that you can’t even begin to catch it? When it was thrown so hard it knocks you off balance? You spin, you whirl, you wobble, you fall. You fall down hard. …
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Spring Rains…
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in Gifts, Grace, Healing, Hope, Prayers, Quiet Pleasures, Seasons, Struggles, The Journey, UncategorizedWe are teased with the spring sunshine and warmth. Then the rains come. Spring rains… it’s necessary for the earth to open up and grow and flourish. Without it life would not bloom and blossom. Life would wither and die. I longed for the sunshine this morning as I awoke after a restless night. Those first…
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Everyday Miracles…
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Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance. So she came running to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, “They have taken the Lord out of the…
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So Why the Yellow Towel?
I took it from the rag pile. A small butter yellow bath hand towel. Faded from years of use and occasional bleaching. The edges were tattered. It would be perfect to wipe down the newly cleaned bathroom fixtures. I walked into the bathroom and laid the yellow towel on the counter. Suddenly the memories came…
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Too Much Information…
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Do you ever feel like you know too much? Overwhelmed with health and wellness advice? Hearing in the news what’s good for you and what’s not? Hear about the side effects of medication made to help you? Read about the latest and greatest way to eat? At this juncture in my life I feel overwhelmed…
Thoughts and Reflections on Life 