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When Your Will Isn’t My Way

{You're about to read part two - a follow up from my post last week.ย If you haven't read part one- you can find it hereย andย I'll be ready and waiting with the rest of the story when you get back....} Three to four hundred... Thousand... Dollars. That's the price range the nice lady realtor relayedย in her… Continue reading When Your Will Isn’t My Way

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How to Own the Business of Being You

Planted just near the end of my evening stroll with a wide board walk stoop and tin roof standsย an old nameless building. In a former life it may have served as aย gas station given it's wide bay door off to the side but driving by now, one would hardly find it a refreshing oasis on… Continue reading How to Own the Business of Being You

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A Promising Shelter in the Storm

Almost every night the past few weeks my walk hadย been preempted by sudden showers makingย me, well, cranky. Watchingย the radar like a hawk revealed a slight chance of being caught in a pop-up down pourย this night but I was willing to take it. Getting outside this year has been my saving grace. I commune with nature,… Continue reading A Promising Shelter in the Storm

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For Better or Worse: Three Truths to Remember

Getting married on the back porch should have been my first clue... Oh I had my suspicions, but it has now been scientifically proven that I live in a house full of idealistic, open minded, creative andย passionate introverts. (We're two INFPs and one ISFPย if you're into personality testingย lingo) Stranger still is I'm the most outgoing… Continue reading For Better or Worse: Three Truths to Remember

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How to Find our Way Back to Worship

It took a good ten minutes of wandering through the weeds and brushing blades of brown grass off grave markers sunk down deep in the dirtย to uncover her name again: Zantippie Dunlavey. Longย ago, my six year old cousin ledย me through our church cemetery,ย past the iron fence, over near the tree lineย to proudly proclaim this grave… Continue reading How to Find our Way Back to Worship