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the art of being me: Blessing of family
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The art of being me. A brief summary of events and musings. Things didn't go as planned this weekend but there are still many reasons to give thanks. I was able to spend a little time with loved ones, was blessed to be able to worship our awesome God together, and can now take a nap that will hopefully make this migraine a thing of history! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Follow me on Twitter. St Aidan to Abbey Manor. An Avalanche of Witness. More or Less Religious?
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the art of being me: The Boy Mark
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The art of being me. A brief summary of events and musings. That night, lamp bright, in the upper room. 160;I served him with meat and wine,. When he told the Twelve of his coming doom. 160;Their grief was mine. Unsleeping, weeping, I lay and listened. 160;As they talked and the hours moved on;. Till the moon rose and the white roofs glistened. 160;And the last man had gone. Then catching, snatching a sheet about me,. 160;Which doorways, walls concealed,. 160;Here to the oil-press field. I know, too late...
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the art of being me: March 2015
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The art of being me. A brief summary of events and musings. I don't use my mother's Bible everyday for my quiet time. Somedays it's just too much to come across her fine penmanship. It's a bittersweet experience, my missing her balanced against my joy in knowing she's finally living with her Savior! Joy always wins however the moments to that victory can be painful. My mother is alive and living with the one who saved her! Someday I will see her again. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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the art of being me: April 2015
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The art of being me. A brief summary of events and musings. I've always been able to recall my dreams. Over my lifetime they've varied from the mundane to the whimsical. In the time since my mother moved to heaven, some have been bittersweet. I wake up from dreams of her and realize she's no longer here. While truly scary dreams are rare, I've noticed an increase in disturbing, painful and anxious dreams of late. These seem to happen when pain levels are elevated. Do any of you have this happen? Things d...
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the art of being me: July 2015
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The art of being me. A brief summary of events and musings. Sometimes whats good for the environment is bad for me! To all my pals who joined me in the pledge of "if it's under a mile I'll walk for my errands". I have an addendum to propose. This Texas dweller feels those of you in Canada, Korea, Minnesota, North Carolina, Scotland, England, Cornwall and Switzerland would be open to the following: You let me off for summer and I'll let you off for winter! Links to this post. My giggle for this holiday?
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the art of being me: June 2015
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The art of being me. A brief summary of events and musings. I have learned and continue to learn so much from this man. His life modeled lessons include integrity, kindness, generosity, compassion, faithfulness and through it all how to be an obedient servant to our Amazing God! He's a steadfast example of the admonition in Micah, "to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God.". I give thanks to my Heavenly Father for the gift He gave me in the man I'm proud to call Daddy! Fit an...
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the art of being me: Living.........truly living!
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The art of being me. A brief summary of events and musings. I don't use my mother's Bible everyday for my quiet time. Somedays it's just too much to come across her fine penmanship. It's a bittersweet experience, my missing her balanced against my joy in knowing she's finally living with her Savior! Joy always wins however the moments to that victory can be painful. My mother is alive and living with the one who saved her! Someday I will see her again. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Close to my heart.
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the art of being me: January 2015
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The art of being me. A brief summary of events and musings. Im late, Im late.for everything! I am behind in my correspondence, the few Christmas decorations I set out need to be put away, my suitcase is still on the floor of my closet, and my poinsettia is nearly dead. Only 22 days into the new year and I've been playing catchup the entire time. . Everywhere I turn there is someone needing prayer. So it looks like this will be my meditation for 2015. Links to this post. Links to this post. Much of my fa...
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