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The STAAMP Study: They Came, They Crafted, They Talked...

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Wednesday, July 16, 2008. They Came, They Crafted, They Talked. Donna and I gathered with ten amazing ladies last night to "test drive" the study. It is difficult taking something you have worked on for so long and put it out there for the first time. It's a bit like giving birth, you wonder if everyone will feel the same way about your baby as you do. Now it's edit, edit, and more edit, put the marketing plan together and then submit to the publisher by the August deadline. In the meantime, enjoy a fe.

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The STAAMP Study: The Deadline Looms

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Tuesday, June 10, 2008. We have an August submission deadline for our Bible study. We are in the midst of putting together a July focus group which means scheduling, getting materials together, writing questionaires, and editing, editing and more editing of the manuscript (oh, and feeding all those helpful women who will be there to give us their opinion). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). It was this idea that spurred me on to contact my good friend and the stamping queen, Donna Bagwell. Together ...

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Musings on the HER-oic Life: Mar 22, 2007

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Thursday, March 22, 2007. Waiting for the Son to Shine. It was a genuine winter. The pile of snow by our driveway was so tall, we dubbed the spot the Matterhorn. With heavy snowfall before Thanksgiving, it felt as though winter would never end. Yet, one day, God snapped his fingers and the air was warmer, the sun was brighter and the Matterhorn began to turn into an insignificant little pile. How can this be? Would my trees fail to reach their full spring beauty because of this unexpected cold snap?

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Musings on the HER-oic Life: Mar 15, 2009

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Sunday, March 15, 2009. Woulda, Shoulda, Coulda. Life rolls by at lightning speed and opportunities fly by like objects blown in a hurricane. That good deed I meant to do, the expression of thanks all end up as good intentions rather than acts completed. I often feel that twinge of regret that reminds me that I allowed an opportune moment to slip by me. This time it was more than a twinge, it was an onslaught of full-fledged grief. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Woulda, Shoulda, Coulda.

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Musings on the HER-oic Life: Jan 5, 2007

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Friday, January 05, 2007. Irreverence has been called the byproduct of an inadequate sense of the holiness of God. The Israelites in the desert did not yet have a true grasp of God's holiness until He descended the mountain in smoke and fire. The question for us today is- do we? Reverence and respect are concepts that seem to be fading faster than the cassette tape. Tied integrally into the concept of reverence is the concept of modesty. What message are we sending other women regarding attire in church?

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Musings on the HER-oic Life: Jun 22, 2006

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Thursday, June 22, 2006. All My Children Wear Fur Coats. Dealing with the loss of a child at birth is an event that haunts you forever. I cannot count the years that I could not bear to go to church on Mother's Day because of the inevitable command from the pulpit. "Let's have all the mothers stand up and be recognized." Was I a mother by technicality? Would I deny my child by not standing up? If I do stand up, will I have to answer too many questions after the service? I can go to church on Mother's day...

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Musings on the HER-oic Life: Mar 7, 2008

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Friday, March 07, 2008. The malapropisms of my German mother were a constant source of delight and amusement in my family. There was rarely a time when she was writing out a check that she didn't ask,"How do you spell five; with an F or a V? She often referred to notable people as being very extinguished and she never got mad, she got fur-ious. If she was extremely upset, she might even get her gander up. Mom was always a bit put off when someone would ask, "Where are you from, I can't place your accent?

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Musings on the HER-oic Life: Feb 19, 2009

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Thursday, February 19, 2009. You Gotta' Have Friends. I would love to think that this tree climbing exercise was prompted by his desire to drop by and express his deep affection for us. I am pragmatic enough however, to think that the fact that our little chickadees find that particular cedar a nice place to hang out between trips to the bird feeder was the motivating factor for his hasty move. Who says working at home is boring? Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). You Gotta Have Friends.

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Musings on the HER-oic Life: Feb 21, 2006

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Tuesday, February 21, 2006. I have been restless all day. There is nothing specific going on. I am not bored – as a matter of fact there is so much to do I am having difficulty prioritizing. It is as if the effect of my clogged sinus cavities has moved into my head making it fuzzy and unfocused. How can this be? We reschedule for later in the week and I point my car toward the library. I fasten my seat belt, check the rear view mirror, and then glance quickly to my left and I am stunned. At the end of th...

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Musings on the HER-oic Life: I am the Church

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Monday, October 05, 2009. I am the Church. I am a living breathing part of the church. I am not corralled in some building only to step out on special occasions to "bless" the world. I am the church. Wherever I go, the church is there, the visual, living example of Christ to others. I am the church flowing through the community, into the workplace and over the world. John 6:44a, " For no one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws them to me." (NLT). I am the church. Well said, Sister! View my...