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Out-Poured
When darkness claims the day, And sadness won’t go away, When God seems so far, And clouds cover every star, When doubt and fear close in, And you feel you just can’t win, When friends are lost, And you don’t know the cost, That’s when faith can grow, And God’s light will show. It’s…
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All These Things I Believe
God calls us Home, Each in His own time, And that is why life is precious. Do not fill your days with worry and fear, But rather, be grateful for the life given you. Mourn lost loved ones, But rest safely in the comfort of knowing they are with their Lord. Do not bemoan…
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Review of The Austrian: A War Criminal’s Story (Book 1) by Ellie Midwood
The title of this book alone is a hook, at least for me. World War II is, after all, one of the most important events in recent history, filled with some of the greatest atrocities ever committed against our fellow humans. It’s easy to root for those who were persecuted and the Allies who ended…
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Facing Loss and Embracing New Possibilities
Loss. It’s a word we don’t want to hear, let alone experience. Yet we all experience it. We all know loss, not just of it. Some of us have known it on a first name basis for too many years. If we’re lucky, some of us know it only as an acquaintance for brief periods…
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Saying Goodbye to Toxic Friendships
We all do it. We eat the chocolate cake because it just tastes so damn good. And then some of us hate ourselves in the morning for the indulgence, and we wonder why (WHY?) we ate it in the first place, knowing it’s choke full of bad stuff–fat, sugar, calories. Like that chocolate cake, we…
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Excerpt from Arianna (Unpublished WIP)
The service began at 9:30. As it progressed, familiarity returned in full force. A person might think it would be foreign, like wearing someone else’s broken-in shoes, to return after so many years. The music, the words, the prayers–all were like slipping into a pair of my own old shoes. The sermon nearly caught me…
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Excerpt from Arianna (Unpublished WIP)
My body still shook with the sting of Brad’s words when I pulled into Nana’s narrow driveway. The street was dark, with the exception of a streetlight every three houses. Buried between Nana’s house and the neighbor’s nearly identical bungalow, I stayed in my car with the windows rolled up for some time. The night…
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“As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You live on – in the hearts of everyone you have touched and nurtured while you were…
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Poetry Tuesday – A Little Lost…
Sometimes I feel, As we age, As our edges wear ragged, We sharpen and do more hurt, Rather than dull the blade And even put the sword away. I am left wondering If we ever learn To choose kindness over cruelty, Compassion over judgment, Truth over lies. But the record spins, Round and round, The…