I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration—what a creation! You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something. Psalm 139, The Message Look...
“I’m in! Dad– I’m IN!” ..as we sit next to each other in the office reading morning emails. Ahhhhh! “Mom! MOM, WAKE UP!!! I GOT IN!!! I GOT IN!!!!” Phone call 1, text 1…. phone call 577, text 1035. AND YOU– THANK YOU…and you, thank YOU! and all of you DARLINGS! THANK YOU! AND...
When the last post I write is an unhappy, moody, sassy one, I hate that it stays at the top of my page until the next one comes along. They only thing I hate more than that is waiting for the next words to be written out of purpose. I can’t think of a better...
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