Skilled The corners of his curve into a winsome smile as he runs his hands over the oak chest. How he loves the things he makes. The air is filled with the warm scent of…
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Sometimes life feels too hard when we are walking through grief. Simple tasks become tedious when we are in the shadow of pain. Our hearts can refuse us and say, “not one more step.” But God…
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This morning I awoke to this view out my bedroom window. Forgoing my morning coffee, I grabbed my camera and ran down the back deck steps squishing my toes into the moss at the…
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I can see it from a distance now. The rain is coming. How quickly we forget the prayers we prayed on those long summer days when the grass turned to dust and the lakes…
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If it is true that our outer world mirrors our inner world than I am truly a mess. My house is in complete disarray as we are having new floors put in upstairs. All…
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We are a hive of busy bees in the Morgan home right now. We are moving furniture, ripping up old carpet and painting walls. I am very tired. Plopping into bed sounds really good…
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Meet Shirley Brookton Hulsey. She entered entered the world today and took it by storm with her charm and beauty. She is the joy of her parents hearts and the apple of her daddy’s…
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I can’t take my eyes off them. The red tulips on the table are stretching wide to let the morning sun in. They are teaching me about worship and vulnerability and how closely those…