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Window Living: my heart is like a zoo
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Saturday, January 22, 2011. My heart is like a zoo. Two of the most amazing things about this country we live in - cold, clean drinking fountains, and PUBLIC LIBRARIES. I've been back from Africa some 13 years now, and I still can't quite get over how remarkable this is. Anyway, Ellie and I were at the Richmond Public Library today when we came across this little gem - My Heart is Like a Zoo. My heart is like a zoo -. Eager as a beaver,. Steady as a yak,. Hopeful as a hungry heron fishing for a snack.
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Window Living: What I love about Best Westerns
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011. What I love about Best Westerns. January 12, 2011 at 5:01 AM. Great post. I hope you guys have a safe trip and that we get to see each other soon! January 12, 2011 at 4:15 PM. I can totally relate to NEEDING to be away from my stuff so that I can actually relax. Otherwise, there are too many things I should be doing for me to be able to relax. Ive been thinking a lot about constraints lately. I plan to blog about it sometime soon. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Window Living: obedience
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Wednesday, July 13, 2011. Climbing up into her car seat and remembering again, "But I don't WANT to go.". And here's the thing - I wasn't angry or upset that she didn't want to go. I got that she was tired and apprehensive about going somewhere without me - I've felt that way a million times before myself. What touched me was that she went anyway. July 14, 2011 at 5:21 AM. July 14, 2011 at 5:26 AM. Love this. So true. July 14, 2011 at 7:15 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Life As A Window.
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Window Living: Lost & Found
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Sunday, July 10, 2011. By Frederich Buechner (one of my favorite all time authors), is a novel told from the point of view of a 12th century Catholic Saint. Which is about all I can tell you about it, since I've yet to actually read. But every once in awhile, when I find myself grieving big and little losses alike, I usually end up searching out quotes from this little "gem of a novel" and inhaling them like the amazing. Remember me not for the ill I've done but for the good I've dreamed.". The secret th...
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Window Living: fuzzy pink jacket
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Monday, March 14, 2011. Who is holding her, and what will her life hold? People are so much realer than we realize most of the time, so much more like us than not, even a world away. May God have mercy on this little girl in particular, and on all who seek to care for and protect her. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Life As A Window. Rose Marie Miller,. From Fear to Freedom. Story Power, again. Historical mashups by Jason Spellman. Selah (selāh - a contemplative pause) The Unknowability of God.
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Window Living: Stairs and the Hand of God
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011. Stairs and the Hand of God. God, in his strange mercy, has our family in an old, beautiful Richmond row house. Which I love, very much. But which is pretty much made up entirely. Of stairs. Which my three year old and I traipse up and down a dozen times every day, easy. And much of the time, I hold her hand, FIRMLY. What can I say? Yet I am always with you;. You hold me by my right hand. You guide me with your counsel,. And afterward you will take me into glory. Isn't it one...
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Window Living: January 27, 1970
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011. January 27, 1970. So this year's birthday isn't nearly as freaky as the last one, but I will say that looking at these old magazine covers makes me feel older than I thought I was. I mean, really, Burt Reynolds, Barbara Streisand, Steve McQueen, the Monkees? Still, all in all, not a bad year to be born. The bummer is that my teenage years landed smack dab in the mid-EIGHTIES - not such a great time for fashion. But I'll save those covers for another day. My Life As A Window.