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Finding Grace Amid the Whirlwind of Life There’s a peculiar art to living in “Jesus Take the Wheel” mode—an act of surrender that feels half like freefall, half like faith, especially here amid the kaleidoscopic commotion of everyday life here in America lately. Each day unfolds with its own choreography of chaos: headlines that render…
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The Nerve Fraying Agony of Overused Phrases Yes, we live in a world saturated with language, where words whirl past us in coffee shops, at work, and through the endless stream of digital conversations that are now everywhere you go. I admit it seems that certain phrases linger longer in my mind than others and…
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The dawn declares itself this morning with a pink glow that receded into a warm filtering sunlight that made the heavy dew glistens on the leaves as it inched up into the sky… The light growing and glowing over land that has learned to endure the languor of August. The sun, ever faithful, lifts itself…
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The Quiet Sanctuary of Swampy Bottom Acres There is a gentle power in the quiet places we call our own. Peace, so often sought in distant lands or through complicated means, is sometimes waiting beneath our very feet—woven into the soil, the sound of the rain on the tin roof, the whispers of the wind…
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Journalism is the profession I admire most. A much younger me, had the dream of becoming a newspaper writer, a journalist, columnist, the female version of Lewis Grizzard. In a world full of noise and misinformation, REAL journalists stand out as the people who dig for the facts and share them with everyone, even when…
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Reflections on the Pulse of a Weekday Morning There is a distinct flavor to waking up on a Monday. I was raised to see Sunday as the Seventh Day, the day God rested… Monday signals a new week one that will end with a day of rest reflection and recovery lately… The sun rises as…
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Life, old age, and the ongoing evolution of time and change. The day unfurls in gentle shades of gray, the sky a vast expanse of pewter clouds pressed low and unhurried. Even the morning light seems tentative, diffused through veils of mist and the silent whisper of drizzle on the windowpane. It is a day…
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If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell? It was a dream of mine for a minute, I was nearing the end of my Master’s in Clinical Counseling, working in a Shop downtown where space was rented to vendors who sold whatever they gathered to sell. In older days it…
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What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time? I suppose growing older and wiser, or I would like to believe, has given me a deeper insight into what truly is of importance… I will say the evolution of the world that we are in the midst of leads me to…
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You know, when I sit down to write for my blog, I’m just one person with a keyboard, juggling thoughts about life, the world, and what it means to show up as a force for good—even in small ways. I don’t expect to change the planet overnight, but I do quietly hope that my words…
