Tag: Joy
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Forever Young
Free from responsibilities, schedules and concerns that come with adulting, watching the unconstrained joy children at play is appealing contagious. As childhood fades and we begin to tackle the necessary responsibilities, schedules and concerns that come with adult territory, an inverse relationship between age and joy tiptoes into life. By God’s grace alone, having survived…
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Joy And Sorrow
“Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes in the morning.” Psalms 30:5 The two recent tragic airline disasters in Philadelphia and DC accentuated the unknown brevity of this life we’ve all been given. The Philadelphia crash was especially poignant to me. It occurred less than 2 miles from the home where I grew…
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Open Gates
Every individual is a divinely designed, one-of-a-kind creation. We each enjoy living life at a certain, custom designed pace. From methodical, planned-out steps, to spur-of-the-moment, impulsive leaps, each tends to regard the other’s life modus operandi as a bit strange. Either way, it’s the stuff which makes life an exciting adventure to be shared .…
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Last Frontier Fall
Summer has gone, Fall has arrived Awaking each morning, rejoicing alive “Weeping may endure for the night, but joy cometh in the morning.” I M Blessed . . . May U B 2 Keep Looking Up ^ . . . His Best is Yet to Come!
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Reflections
“As water reflects the face, so one’s life reflects the heart.” Proverbs 27:19 King Solomon’s sobering words echoed from tulips’ ethereal reflections cast on the stream today. Pondering many of my heart reflections cast on life’s stream hasn’t created a lovely bouquet. However, we never step in the same stream twice, and by God’s grace…
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A Positive Attitude – Depression’s Antidote
Today’s headline news, both abroad and here at home, is depressing. Here’s a photo that won the Outstanding Wedding Photos Award to turn depression’s scowls into joy’s smiles. As this Canadian couple exchanged wedding vows, a whiskey jack alighted on the bride’s head. The groom calmly smiled broadly, while his bride burst into laughter, shouting…
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It was there . . .
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…
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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…