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There is no cure: June 2006
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There is no cure. Friday, June 30, 2006. To close, I just want to say that I'm thankful for my garden and the lessons I learn there daily. I'm thankful for the nourishment and enjoyment that our fruits and vegetables provide. Although I wish my garden could be ten times the size it is, I enjoy the little space I have to watch things grow. Posted by Eyes Wide Open at 3:21 PM. Tuesday, June 06, 2006. I'm sure many people have heard of Madeline L'Engle. But did you know she's a poet too? A Poem to Ponder.
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There is no cure: September 2006
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There is no cure. Friday, September 08, 2006. On the car ride home, my three-year old reminded my husband and I that "You don't need to be stwessed out 'cause God always takes car of us.". From the mouths of babes, huh? Posted by Eyes Wide Open at 6:37 AM. View my complete profile. Waking up on the wrong side of the bed. A Poem to Ponder. What we play is life. When the sunshine doesnt feel warm deep down. Shel Silversteins poem The Zebra Question Just. Sunrise with Dominic Lately, my son, who is jus.
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There is no cure: May 2006
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There is no cure. Wednesday, May 24, 2006. Waking up on the wrong side of the bed. Let us love and sing and wonder,. Let us praise the Savior’s Name! He has hushed the law’s loud thunder,. He has quenched Mount Sinai’s flame. He has washed us with His blood,. He has brought us nigh to God. Let us love the Lord Who bought us,. Pitied us when enemies,. Called us by His grace, and taught us,. Gave us ears and gave us eyes:. He has washed us with His blood,. He presents our souls to God. Sing out a new song.
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There is no cure: February 2006
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There is no cure. Saturday, February 18, 2006. Shel Silverstein's poem "The Zebra Question". Just read it.and then think about it. It's not as silly as it may seem. I asked the zebra,. Are you black with white stripes? Or white with black stripes? And the zebra asked me,. Are you good with bad habits? Or are you bad with good habits? Are you noisy with quiet times? Or quite with noisy times? Are you happy with some sad days? Or are you sad with some happy days? Are you neat with some sloppy ways? That sw...