The Kind of Death I Long For

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Not too far from my house there is a patch of woods that runs along a bluff overlooking the Missouri River.  It’s in a place that is quite special to me.  To get there you have to enter a cemetery.  I grew up not far from this cemetery, so going there is like revisiting my childhood.  My siblings and I used to ride our bikes through it as kids.  Once in a while, intrigued by the antiquity of them,  we would stop to look at the graves.

Once inside…

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His Care, A Child’s Response

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I was a young Christian just beginning to serve the church.  I had just finished teaching my preschool Sunday School class when I saw the commotion.  I went back inside my room because I knew who this child was and what was going on. I knew that she experienced seizures frequently and that her mother was used to handling them.

My co-teacher, Jenny, had already raced to her aid.  Jenny was one of those friends who always seemed more capable than myself.  I was often amazed but also a bit fearful around her as she was highly…

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A Declaration of Dependence

jesus feet I love my country and the people who serve and have served me…us…with their lives.  I join today with others with thanks to God for our freedoms and our nation.  We are blessed. But I can’t help to think each Fourth of July about how I feel a bit strange declaring our independence.   Is it because I think perhaps that is what is wrong with us?  More and more of us in this country and the culture of our country are declaring our independence from God.  It characterizes…

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Rivers of Living Water Part 1

Kayaking in the Sound

This picture was taken on my honeymoon.  My husband and I went to British Columbia and hiked and kayaked around one of the most beautiful places on earth.  On this day, we kayaked in an inlet of water near Sechelt. Mountains rose up all around us.  I was surrounded by captivating beauty and felt so small and was in awe.   That feeling was just a glimpse of what was to come for I was unprepared for what I’d physically endure.  In the last hour of paddling I was so…

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