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Archive for November, 2009

Thanksgiving acrostic

Our worship activity in house church this evening was to write words or phrases that started with the letters in Thanksgiving. This is what I put together:
Thank You, Lord, for
Helping me,
And also
Never leaving—
King of my life,
Shepherd of my wandering heart.
Grace and mercy flow from You.
I stand in awe of Your glory. My
Voice sings Your praise.
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“What is in your hand?”

That’s what the Lord asked Moses in Exodus 4. Moses had been fretting about what would happen when he confronted Pharoah, and God asked him, “What is in your hand?” “My staff,” Moses answered. “Throw it down,” the Lord said. Moses did, and it became a serpent. This was the first of the miraculous signs […]

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After Thanksgiving dessert

That was our family rule: You couldn’t start anything to do with Christmas until after dessert on Thanksgiving. I remember rushing up the stairs to the attic as the door closed behind the last dinner guests, stumbling back down with my arms full of boxes, and setting up the creche (nativity scene). Meanwhile Daddy would […]

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11.11.11

The eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh minute of 1911—Veterans’ Day, here in the States. Armistice Day, I believe, elsewhere (correct me if I’m wrong, please).
Public schools were closed today, and no mail was delivered. I ran a few errands. And I flew my flag (which always upsets […]

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New dawn?

The last few days, the sunrise has been utterly glorious! Multi-hued clouds all over, and enough colorful brightness to spill onto the western foothills!
And then, when I’ve looked out later in the morning, it’s been overcast, shades of gray, dull, bleak.
Today, also—and the question is whether I’ll follow that pattern personally. Because today, for the […]

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My mama is a silly girl! She’s decided to stay home all day, but she won’t play or take me for walks. She just lies in bed, coughing and snorfling. I’ve suggested she’d be a lot happier if she’d put in some quality beagle time, but she just moans and rolls over again.
She seems to […]

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Snail mail

I grew up in the days of sending letters in the mail, or making a phone call to a friend. Much more recent than the Little House on the Prairie days, when they exchanged letters at the rate of about one a year, but still fairly primitive by today’s standards.
My blog’s been down for a […]

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