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The Question
Read more: The QuestionI took Baby to get his hair cut. I think he has grown taller since you left. The hairdresser couldn’t believe he was only thirteen years old. Since we were there, I checked to see if they could squeeze me in. It has been at least two years since I had a professional haircut. They…
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Of the Most High
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Read more: Of the Most HighThe morning began in church. My new friends, Ann and Jim, found me and thanked me profusely for the clothes. I asked them to sit with me and they happily took seats. At the end of the service Ann put her hand on my back and lowered her head. She was praying for me. She…
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Process of Becoming
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Read more: Process of BecomingI began taking ballet lessons when I was just three years old. I never could remember learning ballet just as I couldn’t remember learning to walk. It just always seemed to be. By the time I was eleven years old I was taking classes five days a week. My muscles had been trained to the…
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My Father’s Voice
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Read more: My Father’s VoiceWhen I was a child and would ask my father the definition of a word he would never give me the answer. He would present me with another question. “What do you think it means?” he would ask me. I would reply “I don’t know. That is why I am asking.” His next statement was…
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God’s Mirror
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Read more: God’s Mirror“God, let me see her the way You see her,” is a prayer I use, often when I just don’t understand someone or, honestly, find it challenging to like her. But what if I began praying “God, let me see myself the way You see me”? My mirror is broken from words spoken, experience, lies,…
Patience to Endure 