I thank God for the morning, for the freshness of rain-washed air, for new light as it clears away the shadows of the night. I thank God for the promise of another day that comes with the rising sun, as surely and certainly as it has since the beginning of time. I thank God for […]
Mar 19, 2019
Just For Today
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God supplies all our needs–one day at a time. Do you ever feel overwhelmed? Too many possibilities out there, too many decisions to make, too many problems and possible problems, too many concerns. Too many “what ifs” about tomorrow. Pile on top of that, all the mistakes, heartaches, wrongs and bad stuff from all […]
Mar 17, 2019
A Swirling Mist of Irish Green
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A visitor to Ireland returns home surrounded by a mist of Irish green from Ireland, that mystical island across the Atlantic forever within her heart–a fabled land where ancient towers still keep watch on the countryside. I close my eyes and see swans floating on the River Shannon surrounding King John’s Castle. Swans […]
Mar 15, 2019
And Invisible Visitor
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This is a re-print of a St. Pat’s Day post I wrote a few years back. It’s still a good memory for me. I hope you enjoy reading about an exciting leprechaun tale of a good many years ago. “God needed laughter in the world, So he made the Irish race, For they can […]
Mar 14, 2019
A Wild, Completely Imaginary St. Pat’s Story
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Warning: Best read with tongue in cheek. An Amazing Leprechaun Story Some of you may remember that four and a half years ago, I made a trip to Ireland. It was the fulfillment of a lifetime dream. Ireland is a mystical country and, when the mist lies low on the hills and the shamrocks […]
Mar 13, 2019
Cleaning Out That Junky Attic
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A friend of mine is getting ready to move to a different location. She is going through everything in her house, deciding what she wants and what she doesn’t want. I don’t think she has an attic, but if she did, she’d be sorting through it, keeping, discarding. Why can’t we do that with memories? […]
