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On the Glory Road: I choose this...
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Monday, February 15, 2016. I don't want to think about. Dont know what to say, so I pray and work and walk. I listen to music and read and watch TV and take care of business and then pray more but it's all still there and it's ugly and it hurts and I hate cancer. You know ...
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On the Glory Road: February 2016
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Sunday, February 28, 2016. A moment in the life of a girl. A little girl stood behind the backstop.her fingers looped inside the chain link fence. And as it grew dark the field lit up and there he was.standing on the pitchers mound. A moment that took her breath away.
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On the Glory Road: December 2014
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Friday, December 26, 2014. An, "Old made new forever remember Christmas," Part Two. So I sit here still. And oh.the memories. Little hands dripping with creek water held up in front of eyes of wonder wanting to show me the shiny treasures inside. A son who made a creek new...
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On the Glory Road: A man sits hunched over a table by candlelight...and then... he writes my name.
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Monday, August 22, 2016. A man sits hunched over a table by candlelight.and then. he writes my name. And as I ponder this, I can't help but wonder who the first person was to do this most amazing honeysuckle thing and then.I wonder what their name was. But now, picture thi...
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On the Glory Road: A moment in the life of a girl
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Sunday, February 28, 2016. A moment in the life of a girl. A little girl stood behind the backstop.her fingers looped inside the chain link fence. And as it grew dark the field lit up and there he was.standing on the pitchers mound. A moment that took her breath away.
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On the Glory Road: November 2014
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Saturday, November 29, 2014. An "Old made new forever remember," Christmas. It's the last thing I do before going to bed and the first thing I check on when my feet hit the floor. My projects. My Christmas. I sand and stain and arrange and glaze and wait and check on.
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On the Glory Road: October 2016
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Wednesday, October 12, 2016. I wanted you to know that you were beside me today, Dad. Right there beside me with your hands in the bike. Yeah," I said, tugging on it. "It's stuck. Pretty good." Then I tugged it again. The boy shook his head resigned and I moved in. I a...
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On the Glory Road: My Fathers hands...
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Wednesday, October 12, 2016. I wanted you to know that you were beside me today, Dad. Right there beside me with your hands in the bike. Yeah," I said, tugging on it. "It's stuck. Pretty good." Then I tugged it again. The boy shook his head resigned and I moved in. I a...
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On the Glory Road: February 2014
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Thursday, February 13, 2014. The very first Princess. Everyone in the kingdom came to see the beautiful child and each day, her dark eyes twinkled of things yet unknown and the queen would sit and ponder the great and mysterious secrets within them. The queen and king miss...
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On the Glory Road: Red lips and Ribbons
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On the Glory Road. Blisters or not I will trudge up hills and pull thorns from my feet because this road leads to a valley of glory. The babbling brooks will sing in worship and the mountains will bow down. It will take my breath away. Friday, March 11, 2016. Red lips and Ribbons. Nside in-between. There but not there. So you stand on the line steady your feet and feel your way wearing red lips and ribbons. This is okay. Don’t be ready for that. Just a little while longer. But you climb back up and knock...
