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Great Things: Papaya for Dinner
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Sunday, January 18, 2015. There’s an unremarkable little bird having a huge dinner in Yaounde right now. This afternoon, I noticed a little bird was perched on the side of the tree trunk, close to an overripe papaya. I watched him with surprise as he dug his little claws into the tree and then leaned his head back from his perch and took a nibble from the fruit. He got a good start and then he hopped from the tree trunk over to the papaya itself and continued his little mini-feast. Then He is surely capa...
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Great Things: June 2011
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011. Be brave. Just listen to what I have to say". I couldn't hear anything more because they entered the glass tomb, but I had heard the lesson God was speaking. That momma knew what she was doing. She'd walked through tons of revolving doors and she knew how to safely maneuver through them even though her child did not. The little girl got safely through because she placed her hand in her mom's hand, stuck close, and listened up. Take His hand. Stick close. Listen up. Oil in my Lamp.
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Great Things: January 2012
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Saturday, January 21, 2012. A few weeks before Christmas while I was headed home from work, I did something I've never done before: I thanked the Lord for giving me the privilege of being a nurse. As I roamed around the super fun Christmas bash, I ran across a family I had come to adore during their frequent hospitalizations. I hadn't seen them in a long time and so there were a lot of happy hugs and "how are you doings? She asked me. "How do you say 'Thank you for saving my son's life'? The patient and ...
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Great Things: March 2011
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Tuesday, March 15, 2011. The Cat With a “J” Name and What She Taught Me . . . I’d like to introduce you to our cat. We didn. 8217;t want her to feel like she wasn. 8217;t part of the family, so we gave her a “J” name, too: Janie. Janie loves one thing more than just about anything else in the world: eating. Obviously, she fits well into our family. Her dry food sits inside the front door and her food bowl is on the other side of the wall . . . outside. While I watched her sitting still, I thought about p...
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Great Things: Hold You?
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Monday, May 13, 2013. The other day I was watching a friend's little 2 year old daughter. We went for a walk down to a nearby swing set so we could play. As we walked down the street, this little gal's chubby fingers clasped my hand as she took two steps for every one step I took. She trotted along like this for sometime, chattering on about "swing" and "mommy" and "mammie and papa" and "birdies". Then she inquisitively said these two sweet words, "Hold you? Her question was simple. My need is simple.
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Great Things: January 2011
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Friday, January 21, 2011. Dirty Love in the Cold. The low tonight is going to be 4 degrees. The ground is covered with snow. . . . it sets me to thinking about the homeless. What about them tonight? I think about them sitting in the mission at 6 PM listening to a gospel message just so they can be sure they get a meal and 90 minutes of warm air. Isn't here to eat, I think to myself. A grown-up girl, with the mind of a child, trails him. She's talking on a cell phone. Her speech and actions betray...An ho...
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Great Things: November 2012
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Tuesday, November 6, 2012. The beginning of November found me just back from a trip to Eastern Africa. On Election Day, I went our local polling station to vote and experienced gut-level gratitude. It hit me like an unexpected rush of cold wind . . . those tears, that feeling. So unexpected and overwhelming. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Who I Am . . . Cozy evenings at home. Mild nights with star-filled skies. Movie and pizza night. Sunshine and warm breezes. Veggie Tales Silly Songs.
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Great Things: November 2011
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Friday, November 25, 2011. Originally posted on March 15, 2010*. Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God" - Corrie ten Boom. I taped the IV in place, cleaned up my mess, and walked away in awe of a little child who trusted his dad so much. But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me." Psalm 131:2. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Who I Am . . . Jesus-follower. Sister. Daughter. RN by trai...Under the...
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Great Things: May 2013
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Monday, May 13, 2013. The other day I was watching a friend's little 2 year old daughter. We went for a walk down to a nearby swing set so we could play. As we walked down the street, this little gal's chubby fingers clasped my hand as she took two steps for every one step I took. She trotted along like this for sometime, chattering on about "swing" and "mommy" and "mammie and papa" and "birdies". Then she inquisitively said these two sweet words, "Hold you? Her question was simple. My need is simple.
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Great Things: Two Words
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Sunday, October 12, 2014. Her two little words surprise me. She speaks them with the innocent voice of a child, but her words carry with them the weight of eternity. Binta's father did not allow her to attend school as a child, so she did not speak any French when she arrived in Yaounde. In the intervening years, she has taught herself how to converse in French out of necessity. Recently, her husband had given me permission to teach Binta how to read and write in French. My first reaction is to laugh at ...
