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This story is such a vague memory I almost can't recall the details of hearing it.
But the story, I'll never forget.
I do remember sitting in the living room when I first heard it, watching TV in the rented house I shared with my first husband, a drafty wooden one-story with a giant single-pane glass window that looked onto Delaware Drive in San Mateo. I know I was in that house because I remember the gold velveteen of the borrowed sofa underneath me. I kept petting the prickly nap of the cheap fabric as I prayed nervously, desperately, after hearing the story. Back in those... (more)
Something in my heart was made for luxury. Calgon, take me away.
Somehow I think I'm not the only one. Much of advertising is devoted to spectating the good life, all those things we crave but don't have time for, or can't afford. There are entire television channels devoted to nothing but eating, or fashion, or travel, or the lush comfort of a beautiful home.
Sprinkled in between the costly and unreachable is the accessible and do-it-yourself-able, all possible through a few simple purchases. Just call this number, and for practically nothing you can buy it. Family around... (more)
Sometimes I feel like I see the number 1 everywhere. Has that ever happened to you?
I have a special friend - a prayer warrior - who loves those number 1's like nobody's business. They are up all over his Facebook page. He posts shots of his i-Phone screen at 1:11 and 11:11. Some days he has a penchant for 3's, but most of the time, it's all about the 1.
Here's an 11:1 for you: "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen." - Hebrews 11:1.
We look for God's fingerprints on things. We know He's there because we can... (more)
"All things work together for good for those who love God, for those who are called according to His purpose." - Romans 8:28
Definition of word up: "I comprehend what you are saying and verify that what you are saying is true, my good brother." - Urban Dictionary
Romans 8:28. Word up, for my life. Thank God. Glory to God.
I have recently been going over my lifetime balance sheet again and again, classifying major events as blessings or hardships. Somehow, after everything hits the list, no matter how many things I put on the hardship... (more)
They told Bobby not to go.
The police escort left him as he entered the black Indianapolis neighborhood where his next campaign stop was to be. April 4, 1968. Senator Kennedy knew that Martin Luther King, Jr., had just been felled by an assassin's bullet in Memphis. The crowd did not. Bobby would be the one to tell them.
They were on their own, he and his staff. It fell to him to underscore in his own words what the fallen Reverend had said: darkness does not drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate does not drive out hate; only love can do that. That's what King... (more)
Tags: martin luther king
This is the story of Leonard Knight.
Leonard Knight's life had taken many directions. As of 1966, at 34, he wasn't entirely sure exactly where he had arrived.
Then one day, to get some space from his sister Irene's relentless prayer and talk of the Lord, he retreated to his car. In there, he found himself repeating The Sinner's Prayer, over and over and over. He was pulled into it inexorably, seemingly by a force outside himself. "Jesus, I'm a sinner. Please come onto my body and into my heart."
And then it came: the revelation. Leonard Knight had been transformed... (more)
OK. So you had a tough year.
Me too. This is where we all let out a collective, "Wah wah wah."
I feel better now, and I hope you do too.
I know I am normally much more depressed, and depressing, than this, but I have just finished making my New Year's resolutions. I had no plans to make any resolutions until I found myself giving advice on a friend's Facebook post this morning.
I'm not one of those people who comment on everything that moves, but sometimes a post just cries out to me, begging for my unique reply.
My art school alumni friends are extra special... (more)
Funny how, as much as things change, they ultimately remain the same.
The holidays conjure fever dreams of holidays past, stirring reminders of how we became who we are right now.
One day last week, lost in a really nice bottle of Chardonnay, I contemplated out loud with friends how, from the very first days of my youth, the handprints of my earliest decisions have continued to remain visible on all of my decisions to this very day - all of the good, and all of the bad.
Do we ever escape which way we decided to turn when we stood on our very first corner? Consider this,... (more)
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