• It Goes On

    It Goes On

    When I was a child, my father had a darkroom in our basement. If I close my eyes, I can still smell the bitter chemicals and see the reddish light barely illuminating the room. I did not know exactly what he was doing in there, taking paper from one chemical into another and then hanging…

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  • Then Hope Emerges

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    Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. Romans 5:3-5 I love the above…

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  • Shine Mightily

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    Our culture does not discuss grief. In fact, we do just about everything we can to avoid it. We don’t know what to say to someone experiencing it and few of us know what to do once we find ourselves in its powerful grasp. Grief is one of the great equalizers. We all must endure…

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  • No father, not fatherless

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    These two are my bookends. They are both bright, sweet, considerate, and wonderful sons. They are both enormously protective and loving toward me. Some would even say they are momma’s boys. They both also have no father but they are not fatherless. Emerson had a father long enough to know what his absence means. Nathan,…

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  • Point of Focus

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    A photographer holds her camera and lifts it gingerly to take a picture. She alone decides what the picture and point of focus will be. What she chooses to be that point can dramatically alter the entire picture. One object will become sharp and clear while the rest of the contents within the frame will…

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