I’ve heard it said that you can live several weeks without food, several days without water, and several minutes without oxygen; but you can’t live one second without hope. If this is true, I want
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Tag: Janet Beagle
When God is all You Need
It sounds a little too spiritual, if you ask me. Like a white-bearded guru sitting cross-legged on a mountaintop basking in nothing but the company of God: You never know that God is all you
Read moreWashed Away
Hours of careful effort had etched the colorful chalk drawings into the sidewalk. They were there to brighten the day of the neighborhood and the mail carrier. They certainly brightened my day. A small gift
Read moreComing After Me
Anyone living in my region has probably noticed the freak snowstorms we’ve had three of the last four Wednesdays. I’m pretty sure it’s my fault. Let me explain. The other day I was listening to
Read moreMercy. A Story of Unrequited Love
I’m conducting a little Bible study. You’re welcome to come along if you’d like. It starts with the second greatest commandment – to love our neighbor. In Luke 10, the expert in the law wanted
Read moreTo My Future Former Self
RE: My Advice Date: January 2020 I know you cringe when someone tells you to keep your chin up and everything will be fine. I know what you’re thinking: “You have no idea how this
Read moreFaith Like a Squeaky Toy
Have you ever wondered what’s inside a dog’s squeaky toy? Of course not. Because if you’ve ever had a dog with a squeaky toy, you’ve already seen the inside. Do you know how you got
Read moreWith Thanksgiving
Every once in a while I find myself ruminating on a piece of scripture in a curious sort of way. Not that ruminating on scripture is curious, rather I mean that I get curious about
Read moreTraffic Stop
I’m sitting in traffic as I write this. I don’t mean the backed-up-at-a-red-light kind of traffic. I wish I could write a blog post that quickly. No, I’m talking about the “highway is closed ahead
Read moreBird or leaf
“It’s a game you’d like,” my friends insisted. As they sat waiting for their daughter to finish her activities they would ponder whether a distant flutter on a branch was a bird or a leaf.
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