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Adrienne in Nicaragua: Life and Love
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Thursday, June 6, 2013. For every difference that makes us unique, we have a common bond that connects us. We each share the need for home and community, for love and respect. Together we are one family, living under one sky. May we step out of individualistic tendencies and humbly turn to those around us for support and rejoicing. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Same place, different point of view: Links to a couple of my community mates´ blogs. View my complete profile.
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wanderings of an inner landscape: May 2012
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Wanderings of an inner landscape. Wednesday, May 9, 2012. Violence does not make sense. The other day someone told me something that has stuck with me. You are very intelligent, and that is going to be your biggest hindrance. Stop reading. Violence does not make sense. It does not make sense that human beings can hurt each other. Ironically, I want to make sense of that. I think it's because we are all filled with God. Filled to the brim with God. All of us. So how can God violate God? 854 días de amar.
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wanderings of an inner landscape: November 2012
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Wanderings of an inner landscape. Thursday, November 1, 2012. From daily reflections I receive by email. The Beatitudes rewritten for the human experience of unworthiness. I thought I would share.]. Who have done all they know how to do. When they stop, God starts. Who resist the urge to prove themselves. They are the owners of true wealth. Who understand that life is a process of growth and healing. They will grow, and their minds will be healed. Who don't beat themselves up for making mistakes. Brandon...
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Adventures in Radioactive Isolation: 10/2010
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Adventures in Radioactive Isolation. Documenting my life of cancer treatment: from crappy diet to total banishment from human society and everything in between. Synthroid Saves The Day. First off, I should apologize for ignoring y'all for so long. My life here in Chicago is pretty hectic, and as a graduate student in a writing program I don't have much time to sit and write things that aren't academic. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Synthroid Saves The Day. I Want to Color the World. Blog Fat Boy, Blog!
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"Here I am, Lord" ...Seriously though, France??: March 2011
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Here I am, Lord" .Seriously though, France? Tuesday, March 8, 2011. I am a terrible blogger. Harder. And I am. 3 in a row. Top 8 in order. Calais. Calais is. France as close as you. Favorite places and showed. Es in Paris Friday. Shopping :). I was. In Paris an extra day. Lie, but I was. Phil 1:6). I often. Sermon for me. When. In France and I continue to. Use me in the. But I must also. I have and all. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Chasing The Wild Goose. EEK I have a blog! Macs in a FarLand. As Sure As t...
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"Here I am, Lord" ...Seriously though, France??: September 2010
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Here I am, Lord" .Seriously though, France? Tuesday, September 21, 2010. Yes 3 days in a row! Today I discovered why panini's in France taste so good. I had a doctor's appointment and we arrived a little early so we went across the street to the little panini/croissant/pastry shop to grab a sandwich for lunch. I got the jambon fromage (yes ham and cheese). It was really delicious and at first I thought it was just because the baguette it was served on tasted really good. Then it hit me! It was really fun!
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"Here I am, Lord" ...Seriously though, France??: February 2011
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Here I am, Lord" .Seriously though, France? Wednesday, February 2, 2011. It's not my fault. Here's what's been going on with me:. We celebrated King's Cake. In France they bake this special cake and they put a figurine in it. Then everyone takes a slice and while you are eating if you have the figurine, you are the "King" or "Queen" and you get to wear a crown. I think that if you win, you have to make the cake for the next year haha. I did not win :(. For some more information. We also watched Savin...
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Adrienne in Nicaragua: August 2011
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011. As I was trying to decide what to write about, I realized that it might be fun to share some of the things I come in contact with/experience in daily life here. Here's a brief description of things that you might not know about life in Nicaragua:. Are very important. When you enter a room, it is common to go around to each person, introduce yourself and give everyone a kiss on the cheek. Instead of “Hola”. Beadazzled jeans and high heels. Passion fruit) to pitaya. 8211; It is ...
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"Here I am, Lord" ...Seriously though, France??: Cannes!
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Here I am, Lord" .Seriously though, France? Friday, January 14, 2011. This is where I am going tomorrow! Our match is at 8pm Saturday night and we will come home Sunday. Maybe we can pull together as a team and shock some people! Have a great weekend! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Chasing The Wild Goose. EEK I have a blog! Macs in a FarLand. Dreaming About How to Change the World. Should've Been a Sitcom. High Heels, Big Dreams and Ramen Noodles. New Years Resolution- Starting 12 days late.
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wanderings of an inner landscape: You or me.
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Wanderings of an inner landscape. Tuesday, August 21, 2012. Let's see who is stronger. Staring at this bricked wall counting. There is nothing to wait for,. No one to witness, after all. You have seen into me. You have taken. Away my own mind, riddled. My body with your lies. I have carried you through time,. Cradled and caressed you,. Clenched you hoping you would. You are still the filthy bastard you. I hate you and I hate what you did to me. I give you back all the tremors,. Falling, after five minutes.
