Cross and Bible and Journal

Oh, 101.

Sweaty palms. Dilated pupils. New Year. New You. Well, not a new you, but a new me. Except not really. And beginning blogging feels pretty much like this: physical changes like the first two phrases; stuttering sentence fragments like the next few phrases. And this is what I get, and what you get to read,…

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Solitary Test

I committed. Let me explain. Twenty-two years, four children, and an entire lifetime ago, I ran competitively. I had my own special type of insanity that looked very much like cross country and track through my junior high, high school and college years. I wasn’t very good. I was never mistaken for the leader of…

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Blessed and Favored, My Foot!

I am not a foot person. I don’t play “footsies”. I swallow hard when I do “This Little Piggy” with The Bug. I absolutely do not gather with the girls for mani/pedi bonding sessions. And yet, God always has a way of bringing all the parts back into focus. Take yesterday, for example, in the…

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The Empty Nail

Today, I’ll take the diploma off my wall. I won’t be sad about it, either. I always knew I would go to Georgetown College. It was just a feeling that I had. Not only was it approved by my church, it was approved by my family. I had Tigers way back, you see. With the…

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All The Children of The World

We stood in two lines, older and taller ones in the back, and tried not to be nervous. We nodded our heads with the plinking of the piano and waved at our parents and grandparents. The children’s choir director smiled and took a deep breath, raised her hands, and then … we sang: “Jesus loves the little…