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Tag: God

  • News vs. Nature

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    This evening we visited a friend who has a home on Tennessee River. Instead of watching the network evening news, we tuned in the local nature documentary on ABC . . . Abba’s Beauty Channel . . . commercial free😊 “The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows His handiwork.” Psalm 119:1…

  • Sleepless ‘Miracle’ Teacher

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    Fred D
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    Memory often begins to fade with age. However, mine seems to have remarkably shifted into reverse. The recent road trip my wife and I took has delightfully rejuvenated memories in ways that has me contemplating returning to college to pursue a PhD in astrophysics . . . justifying some who claim I’m ‘spaced out’😊 I…

  • It was there . . .

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    Fred D
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    The view in life’s rear-view mirror is much clearer than through my front windshield . . . all fogged-up, cracked-up, and mucked-up from wrong-turn crashes. To blame it on my spontaneous, ADHD, pedal-to-the metal, chaotic journey along life’s highway would be a convenient cop-out, but . . . I knew better! As Grandma often chided…

  • The White of Spring

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    Fred D
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    Technically, white is the absence of color. Symbolically, white represents an ethereal purity, innocence, simplicity, clarity, cleanliness, goodness, hope, perfection, rebirth. White inspires emotional peace, restoration, and healing. Bride’s dress in it, and its brilliance adorns Christ’s robes. The white of snow’s fading grip blanketing Appalachian heights graced my wife on our recent 2,263 miles…

  • Road Trip

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    Fred D
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    Road trips are fodder for unforeseen adventure and blessings. Thus far, our current one has traversed nearly 2,000 miles through eight states. It has been laden with a variety of unexpected adventures and blessings that have God’s fingerprints all over them. Here’s snippets of some that have been ours to experience along the journey. Memorial…

  • Silent Listening

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    Fred D
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    Officially, the first day of Spring is a month away. Evidently, this daffodil didn’t get the memo😊. Heralding life, it validated the ‘silent loveliness’ of our garden stone’s inscription: How Lovely is the Silence of Growing Things I’ve been truly blessed for most of my life to reside in the relative calming silence of ‘Rularia’,…

  • Amateur Neighborhood Theater

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    Fred D
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    Some impromptu entertainment performed by some feral forest friends this ‘ole turkey’ enjoyed this morning . . . and there’s no admission charge . . . Be Blessed, and . . . “For every animal of the forest is mine” ….”I know every bird in the mountains” – Psalm 50:10-11 Keep Looking Up . .…

  • Masking Secrets

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    Fred D
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    Numerous, unexpected responses to the Brokenness post, followed some special one-on-one conversations blessed me. Thank you. It suggested ‘masking secrets’ is a prevalent, deeply personal issue many of us grapple with. At the risk of being annoying redundant, I ask your forbearance in posting this partial Brokenness addendum. Hopefully, perhaps it might encourage someone, somewhere…

  • Brokenness

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    Fred D
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    This morning this klutso inadvertently bumped into a painted bracket fungus with a pastoral scene hanging on the wall. It fell to the floor, breaking into three pieces . . . Arrrrrgh! Bought four decades ago, the painting of an actual Central Square, NY barn built in 1830 evokes fond memories of an earlier era…

  • A Ragamuffin’s Regretful ‘If Only”s

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    Fred D
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    ‘Woulda’…’coulda’ …’shoulda’ … Life’s ‘if only’s that can block out the bright sunshine with dark stratocumulus clouds of regret. Intriguing that “if” resides smack dab in the middle of LIFE. Regret is “If Only’s” synonym. The dictionary defines regret as, “To feel sorry, disappointed, distressed, or remorseful about. To remember with a feeling of loss…