Tag Archives: healing

hooks

i’ve been thinking a lot lately about forgiveness. and what exactly it looks and feels like to forgive someone.   really forgive. it’s a word that feels like a gut-punch to me.  and if i’m honest (which i always am) … Continue reading

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reckon

do you ever wonder how we can find our way back to praise when life has yielded a gutting loss ? when we are left empty-handed.  when fear and the despair of grief are pulling hard on our shirt tails. … Continue reading

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receiving

For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return there without watering the earth, and making it bear and sprout, and furnishing seed to the sower and bread to the eater; so shall My … Continue reading

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drought

sleep was fitful last night.                                                                                                                  so many faces running through my mind.                                                                                         so much ache and affliction brought on by living in a fallen world.                                    sickness.  sadness.  selfishness.     leaving us ravaged.                                                            words like cancer, divorce, depression and death fall hard … Continue reading

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the question

a Dear John letter to shame… you make me sick, literally.  you are a thief.  you taint and twist.  you poison the well from which we drink. you keep our worth a constant topic of discussion…always up for grabs.                                   so … Continue reading

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piles

whenever i travel, i can’t help noticing what people carry.  inevitably, there are those few people who stand out because they are burdened by heaps of what seems unnecessary luggage, purses and various bags. i study faces passing by too. … Continue reading

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drenched

it was a sunny, August morning when my daughter and i set out on our walk.  we were deep in conversation and miles from home when the storm hit.  somehow, we didn’t see it coming. summer storms are like that.  … Continue reading

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