I write about ordinary days wrapped in a faith that keeps me afloat in a world where storms show up without warning.
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We miss attending church again this week because neither of us is feeling 100% yet. We’re still looking for a home church, had planned to attend a new one today, but a pair of sniffling and coughing seniors isn’t the…
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Sick Days
It’s been quiet around here and remains so as we’ve both been sick. Days of doing nothing but sleeping or, when we felt marginally better, binge-watching all ten episodes of 1883 (one of the prequels to the Yellowstone series which…
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A Simple Happy Afternoon
It’s a lovely way to spend a gray afternoon in mid-January. Having spent part of the morning menu planning, I head for a leisurely trip to the grocery store to pick up a few things. It’s the first time I’ve…
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Monday, Monday
Maya had a restless night which translated into me also having one. She’s been a bit discombobulated since the move, more so since we lost Murphy, so I’m granting her grace. Even so, going outside three times between midnight and…
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Home is . . .
Home is where the heart is. Home is where our family is. Home is where we came from. Home is where our work takes us. Home is where we choose to settle. Home is where we end up. Well, yes,…
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Prairie Peace
In the morning, we go out to run errands, and when we get home and I open the door leading from the garage into the laundry room, I expect to see my tiny dog Murphy waiting to greet me. Every…