Tag: Hope
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Hear the Bells, not the Dissention
Peace and good will are prevalent during the Christmas season, but not for everyone. Tis’ a season of conflict and enmity for some. Christmas day 1863 found Henry Wadsworth Longfellow grieving over his son wounded in the Civil War battle of Gettysburg. Two years earlier his wife had burned to death in a fire. Consumed…
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The Grief of “WHY?”
Watching the horrendous scenes of the incomprehensible tragic devastation and loss of lives in the recent Texas floods, especially those so young, truly breaks my heart, reminding me how so undeservedly blessed I am! . . . by His Grace alone I’ve been spared the unimaginable grief of losing a child. The enemy delights using…
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Wan-a-bee Alter Egos
Who’s your desired, wan-a-bee alter ego? Until the John 14:3 “…I will come back and take you to be with me…” promise is fulfilled, and my last fleeting day becomes my first eternal one, I will ever aspire to, but never come remotely close to the perfectly sinless, flawless example Jesus set. He will forever…
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Rusted and Restored
My rusted old watering can has sprung a leak. Over the years we’ve nurtured and raised many summers of vibrant flowerbeds together. Having attained an advanced state of maturity???😊, and a tad rusted out myself, I’m not a big throw-away fan. I can remember my grandfather having me straighten out used nails . . .…
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Sunset Promise
Life’s storms are inevitable. Watching our Creator brush His sunset masterpiece across the heavens nurtured the thought . . . magnificent sunsets are cast on cloudy skies. Ralph Waldo Emerson’s poetic words sealed my peace . . . “Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn.” “The heavens declare the glory of God; and…
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New Year Resolutions
After nearly 8 decades of failed New year resolutions, I’ve finally arrived at one that works for me . . . Leave the past in the past . . . the future in the future . . . and live life one-day-at-a-time today holding tightly the hand of the only One who knows all three,…
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The Gift of the One
From our Smoky Mountain home up on the mountain – down in the ‘holler – by the ‘crick’ . . . to wherever you and yours may be this Christmas . . . we wish you the Gift of the One who left Heaven for earth 2,000 years ago to bring “Peace on earth, good…
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Peace . . . Hope . . . Joy . . . Love
Clouds abated today and sunshine peeked through, a welcome respite from a lengthy stretch of stormy weather . . . and I heard the mountains calling. John Muir once said, “You are not in the mountains. The mountains are in you” . . . and today they moved in. High among mountain cathedrals’ majesty, blanketed…
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Waters
Calm/Swift . . . Clear/Muddy . . . Turbulent/Tranquil . . . water is a metaphor of life. Such were where my thoughts drifted on today’s wilderness wander pondering the day when, with those gone before me, I will forever contentedly wander beside the river of “pure . . . clear as crystal “ waters.…
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