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No Amount of Words
Have you ever taken a vacation somewhere or seen something that is hard to find the words to describe what you just saw? Maybe you have visited a place that was so beautiful, so grand and so breathtaking. The smells in the air are ones you wish you could bottle up. The sounds you hear…
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We are not the same
It hit me when I read it. It made me realize that the priority they have for what is important is not the priority that I have. That the battle they are fighting won’t be one that I fight. They are angry that plastic straws are being brought back and I am worried about the…
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Not My Fault
As I heard a crash, I looked over and saw glass all over the floor. A mason jar was shattered all over the floor. Tiny pieces of glass were everywhere. Two of the children were asked to unload the dishwasher and one of them had accidentally dropped the jar. “I didn’t do it” was his…
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It needs to be tamed.
This past spring, our barn cat had a litter of kittens. For a few weeks, we could hear the kittens but couldn’t get to them because their mama had tucked them away in a corner of the barn and we were unable to reach them. As the kittens started opening their eyes and exploring more,…
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You will be forgotten.
“Mama? Can you please pass the meat to me?” She asked as we were sitting around the table for dinner. I had slow cooked a roast all day in the oven and we were all eager to eat it. There’s just something about having a roast with potatoes and carrots that just reminds me of…
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Never Enough
“Mama, can I have another cookie?” He asked me after he had already had two. “Do you not think you have had enough?” I replied. Judging by the look on his face after I asked him if he had had enough, I knew that he thought he needed more. That two cookies was not enough…
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Pathological Lier
I was about 13 years old when it happened. I remember exactly where I was and where I was sitting. I remember the context of why she said it to me. We were at youth group. We had just finished playing a game in our church gym and we were getting ready for the Bible…
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When help doesn’t seem helpful
“Mama, can I help you fill the muffin tray?” he asked me while rubbing the sleepies from his eyes. Everything within me wanted to say no. Why? Because I know when the children help me on a task, the task often takes 10 times longer to do and the clean up is even worse. I…
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Grudge through the Sludge
One morning in early spring, we woke up to our water barely trickling out of the faucet whenever we turned it on. At first, we wondered if maybe our pipes had frozen over night but the more we assessed the situation, we realized that they actually didn’t freeze but that there was something wrong with…
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Buzzing in the Silence.
You know that feeling? The one you get at the end of the day. When it’s finally time to crawl into bed for the night. Maybe you just took a shower and feel refreshed after a busy day. The room is the perfect temperature for sleeping. Everything is still. There are clean sheets on your…
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