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Yes
Yes to Sunday naps. Yes to old family recipes, and yes to seeing her right now, like she was, there at the kitchen sink, in her everyday cotton apron. A small yes to any
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Never
Never drink orange juice after you just brushed your teeth. When dealing with annoying people it never hurts to remind yourself that God wants to spend eternity with this person. It doesn’t make the
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The Education Of Everyday Encounters
They’re tearing down a house that was built when William Howard Taft was President. Some are there to pay for the doing, some there to do the doing, some are there to make sure
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Are There Hummingbirds In Heaven?
…where we find the author, a bit overwhelmed by important things in the actual news, turning his thoughts to matters of questionable importance in the space between his ears… How Hard Can It Be,
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Imperfect Moments
I bought a patch of acres, last mailbox at the end of the road. I was out there doing manual labor, for free, sweat dripping, love bug swatting, having a great ole time…but I
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The Sermon Of Harvey
A gallon of water weighs 8 pounds, and some change. 33 trillion gallons just fell. My calculator can’t go that high. I’m not sure if I could handle that many zeros. Blah Blah Blah
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The King James Kid
In The Beginning he was born. From a child, the world didst make common sense unto him as it had for his father and his father before him. Parents didst name their children Robert
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The Feels
July ended with some nice mornings. On the last July Sunday I had church under a tree, dressed in my jammies, no humidity, a sweet breeze turning wind chimes into a choir. Sitting in
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Miss USA
In my early twenties I was living in Dallas, and was invited to a Sunday afternoon block party, in the old, cool-daddy part of town, where the oaks were tall and the houses had
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Like A Recipe That Begins With Two Sticks Of Butter
Like morning sunshine on your forearm… Like a mockingbird solo… Like the unmistakable sincerity of a grandmother’s smile… Like waking up in a good mood… Like A Long Life And Dying In Your
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