09 April 2020

on waiting for bigger, brighter days

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I go out to see the Super Pink Moon and I know it is right there. I guess the overcast skies told it to shelter in place. I feel a little ...
26 January 2020

10/366

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" Objects in mirror are closer than they appear." Isn't that true of life? Those things that I would be prone to keep at a ...

8/366

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"All for not studying," it says. All of us who know Spanish pretty much let out an audible gasp and open our eyes a tad wider wh...
08 January 2020

7/366

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The world-making Word had to fuss with the minutiae of making a living. He had family drama and knuckle-headed friends, temptations and di...
05 January 2020

5/365

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"Yes, I am a dreamer, for a dreamer is one who can find his way by moonlight, and see the dawn before the rest of the world."  O...
02 January 2020

2/365

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I wore today like comfortable old shoes that fit just right. I woke up before the sun and slid out of bed and over to the chair in the cor...

1/365

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"Getting old is not for sissies," she tells me as we rise. We have just finished lunch, treating me by sharing the gift card she...
17 July 2019

on June

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We moved back into Mexico, back into the 'hood back at the end of May, all sweet, no bitter. I missed this place, these people, in tho...
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10 February 2019

Reflections

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The shades of gray vary only slightly on a hazy February day at the beach. The shadowy line on the distant horizon distinctly divides the...
12 December 2018

2 years

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Everyone experiences grief differently, not a right way or a wrong way, but differently. I suppose we all have ideas of what grief should ...
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04 December 2018

"Hey! Unto you a child is born!"

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“The Herdmans were absolutely the worst kids in the history of the world. They lied and stole and smoked cigars (even the girls) and talked ...
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02 December 2018

DPP 1- It's not yet time

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(December Photo Project day 1) The first of December seems like a good day to decorate for Christmas. I pull out the box of last year'...
25 September 2018

264/365

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My grandpa kept his earthworms in a tin bucket in a dark corner of the garage. My sister and I, we would dig just a little bit beneath the...
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17 September 2018

254/365

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They come through our gate nearly every time the community center opens, a sister and brother with slight builds and dark hair and big bro...
11 September 2018

251/365

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Simple Saturday gratitude- "Then you will know that I am the  Lord .      Those who trust in me will never be put to shame.” ( Isa...
08 September 2018

248/365

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We set out, cards in hand, to give out invitations. We're beginning an outreach specifically for girls in our neighborhood, those from...
05 September 2018

247/365

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Now that September has arrived, seemingly everyone in the world appears to be back to school. The weather sure doesn't  feel  anything...

246/365

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"Greetings from Reynosa. I am doing administrative work today and notice that this email address..." And such started many note...
13 June 2018

161/365

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The sojourners finished their sometimes long, often wandering, and nearly always dangerous journeys to the United States, only to wait. So...
09 June 2018

159/365

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We started a new thing this spring- a Bible study for boys' in our neighborhood. It seemed like the logical thing to do when the boys ...