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Listen for the Rattle


This was not on today's list of things to do.  I have about twenty other tasks to accomplish today, but as I was reading this morning, I felt compelled to write it down and share.  This past weekend, we had a wonderful speaker, Diane Mullins, at our church who shared a powerful message on healing and wholeness.  Without rehashing the entire sermon, I'll jump right into the point that has stuck with me for days...

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Corrective Lenses

Glasses on laptop with pen, close up

Busyness.  The definition of busyness is the quality or condition of being busy.  Or lively but meaningless activity.  One of my New Years resolutions was to slow down and focus more on my quality of life instead of the quantity.  I am often guilty of searching for new ways to invest my time or a new project to work on, while neglecting the opportunities I have already been given.  Then at the end of the day, I wonder why nothing seems to feel completed or checked off the list.  Staying active and involved is a...

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The Measure of Faith


The past month has been nothing less than a whirlwind.  And that is putting it lightly.  From unexpected situations to heartbreaking news, I feel like I have experienced every emotion known to man.  I've cried tears of sadness followed by tears of joy, only to hang on for dear life to this rollercoaster of feelings.  And I've never been a fan of rollercoasters, nor do I recall asking to ride one.  But, no matter what the problem or crisis, this has all boiled down to one thing for me...

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Running for the Gold


Running.  I hate running.  I love the idea of it and think it's a great form of exercise, but I loathe actually doing it.  For me, it feels like torture.  A couple years ago, I decided I was going to attempt to make this a daily activity of mine, so I bought some new shoes and downloaded some music to keep me occupied.  And I started slow.  I knew this was something I would have to work up to because I had never ran for more than thirty seconds at a time in my life....

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