Tag: Heaven
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Seasons
“To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die” Ecclesiastes 3:1-2 Nature’s seasons mirror life’s course: Spring – Birth Summer – Youth Fall – Adult Winter – Death I’m in my AM season of life – Advanced Maturity…
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Final Destination
Holding Ellen close in front of me; arms spread recklessly wide on the bow; the wind tussling my flowing locks ???😊 . . . Titanic is one of my favorite films. Last week Ellen and I visited the Titanic exhibit just over the mountain from us. Definitely a more historic venue versus Pigeon Forge’s standard…
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Miracles
Miracle – “A surprising and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is therefore considered to be the work of divine agency.” – Oxford dictionary Ever experience a miracle? . . . you are one, as am I and every other person, a “…surprising and welcome event of divine agency…
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Thin Spaces and Bottled Tears
Celtic Christians have a deep appreciation for nature and coined the term Thin Space . . . those transient, ephemeral moments when suddenly eternity seems to invade time, and heaven touches earth. Yesterday, my morning woods wander was graced with such a Thin Space interlude. A brief cloudburst had soaked the forest in the fragrance…
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Christmas Journeys
Christmas and Thanksgiving are America’s most family-oriented holidays. The latest Christmas travel statistics predict over 115 million Americans will travel at least 50 miles during Christmas, with 59% visiting family. Some two decades ago a single Dad and his two young sons embarked on a Christmas journey to visit family. Zooming through the skies at…
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Alter Ego #2
A while back I began a collection of short, anonymous tributes to some of my wan-a-bee alter-egos who graciously blessed my life by being there to support and encourage me to keep-on-keeping on when life’s journey found me traveling unpaved roads. An alter ego is defined as one’s second self, a different version of one’s…
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Three Final Choices
Hiking through the Great Smoky Mountains I wandered upon an old cemetery. Treading in a hush of reverent silence, I carefully meandered among the grave-sites reading tombstone inscriptions. Three thoughts surfaced . . . no pun intended 😊 The uncertainty and brevity of life – several tombstones marked the graves of infants, who left and…
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Assuring Angel
Mountains are transcendent God places . . . a gateway where heaven comes closest to earth . . . where Jesus often alone went to pray. This evening I climbed a mountain and sat in silent awe as He adorned the sunset’s glow with an angel fly-by, assuring me of His presence. I M Blessed…