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No Hopeless Cases

I love the Tiffany lamp in my living room. I probably would love it simply because it is beautiful but I love it deeply because I know its story. This lamp was shattered when it was knocked to the floor. … Continue reading

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Can This Be Possible?

I learned this week that my prescription drug insurance does not meet the criteria for Medicare D exemption. This means that if I don’t enroll in Medicare now I will be penalized with higher premiums when I do enroll. I … Continue reading

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Revisiting a Precious Encounter

Last night I was “working” at “resting” in Jesus. A memory from 40 years ago flooded my heart. I was about 30 years old and in one of those rare seasons of life where my circumstances seemed perfect to me. … Continue reading

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Celebrate

I bought this glass at Goodwill.  I smiled as I paid $.99 each for six. The reason this was amusing to me is that I had donated these champagne glasses last week when, in an obsessive fury, I filled boxes … Continue reading

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No More Lutefisk

My Aunt died this week. She was 91 years old and suffering with congestive heart failure.   It is not hard to engage the rational mind and say that this is a blessing, an evidence of the grace of God. … Continue reading

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Too Much to Do?

In one of our church wide devotions this week http://www.elmbrook.org/called we are reminded, “Noah did everything just as God commanded him.” As I reflect on the size of the boat and the number of animals he needed to provide for, … Continue reading

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Riding Without Training Wheels!

I had just asked God how He wanted to reveal Himself to me today when my phone notified me that someone had left a message. It was my seven-year-old granddaughter. (I gave myself permission to interrupt my reflective time with … Continue reading

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