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Two Words Together: Tia's Prayer
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Tuesday, December 1. I pray that in the quiet you will hear Him; in the fierceness of the night you will find comfort in Him, and when you cannot, know that (someone) will on your behalf. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Due to my repeated changes to this blog template, some of my older posts don't appear to have text. Just scroll over them with your mouse and they'll magically appear! Http:/ www.thejoymovie.com. In answer to the question, "What gives you goose bumps? My sister replied, "Hope.".
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Two Words Together: 08.09
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Sunday, August 23. Where Wasps go to Die. The water in our backyard swimming pool is sickly green. Clumps of wind-blown dog hair and dead leaves slither their way across it's bottom, carried by the sludgy currents rippling down from the bug and algae laden surface.The twelve by three foot rubber and plastic oasis is so nasty looking that even the neighborhood. Won't stick their toes into it. No filter. The canister that holds the filter the one we'd carefully hooked up to the side of the pool, the on...
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Two Words Together: The Offer
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Tuesday, October 13. I found Natalie in Geez magazine's ( http:/ www.geezmagazine.org/. Latest collection of thoughts on "holy mischief in an age of fast faith". Her gently provocative thoughts moved me to change, to grow, to take the face of a friend in my hands and say, "Look away.". So impacted was I that I hunted her down and asked her permission to re-print her thoughts here:. Let us help each other look away. Sounds a little like Journey of Desire, a must read! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Two Words Together: On Praying For Our Kiddos
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Wednesday, October 21. On Praying For Our Kiddos. Every part of me is praying.right down to my atoms I am. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Due to my repeated changes to this blog template, some of my older posts don't appear to have text. Just scroll over them with your mouse and they'll magically appear! Http:/ www.thejoymovie.com. In answer to the question, "What gives you goose bumps? My sister replied, "Hope.". Do these flash mob clips inspire hope in you? Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch?
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Two Words Together: Saint Theresa's Prayer
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Wednesday, October 21. May today there be peace within. May you trust God that you are exactly. Where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite. Possibilities that are born of faith. May you use those gifts that you have. Received, and pass on the love that has. Been given to you. May you be confident knowing you are a. Child of God. Let this presence settle. Into your bones, and allow your soul the. Freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. Thank you, I needed that. On Praying For Our Kiddos.
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Two Words Together: 11.09
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Monday, November 30. I'm not very brave. That's probably one of the reasons that faith in an invisible God comes effortlessly, naturally to me. Needing Him is like needing air or water or shelter. I know it. So I believe. Fear cloys at my throat and my heart and my limbs as thoughts rapid-fire their worrisome threats. Will my boy be okay? He's going to be okay. Of course he's going to be okay. But what if he's really not okay? No answers. Only a choice: faith. Or fear. Me than He's asked. Maternally, I a...
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Two Words Together: 07.09
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Wednesday, July 8. Michael Jackson died this week. His passing matters in different ways to different people, and in some way to most people. Responses to his tragic leaving are varied, too. Some of us feel shock, others vindication. Some sorrow, some pause, some nothing at all. Some feel angry. We're all gonna' die, you know. When it's your time to go, it's your time to go. His tone is strident, bordering on rage. G* d* n funerals. Bill feels that way. Maybe you do, too. On the other side, who knows?
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Two Words Together: 09.09
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Sunday, September 20. I will refine them like silver and test them like gold. They will call on my name and I will answer them; I will say, "They are my people," and they will say, "The Lord is our God.". Sometimes it's not about getting rid of our pain. It's not always about medicating or comforting or squelching grief. If we want to grow to change, to enlarge our understanding of our world and our neighbors we will need to, sometimes, surrender to the process of sorrow. Who are you becoming? 61482; Fam...
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Two Words Together: 01.10
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Tuesday, January 12. D'you know what I'm going to do when I win the lottery? If we had a winning ticket for every time we've heard that line, right? We think about that debt absolving, travel enabling, financially "freeing" smile-of-fate ourselves, dreaming up the countless ways we'd spend our easy millions. This time, the words are tripping from my friend's tongue hopefully, excitedly, purposefully. As we sit, waiting for spare parts, side by side on a hard wooden bench in IKEA she continues:. My friend...
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Two Words Together: 04.09
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Wednesday, April 29. You Are Not Dismissed. Why do we only listen with half of our hearts and a fraction of our attention? Why do we so quickly interject our own opinions and superimpose our own experience on the story of another, instead of enlarging our perspective on our. We're so much alike, right? Is conscious of our beauty and our lack of it. We are hard on ourselves to the point of cruelty and resist assurance that we are lovely enough. Is worried about losing our memory, our bone density, our ski...