IT’S ALL MINE

IT’S ALL MINE

     For years I have not seen Mr. Whiskers on a counter top or table, but his friends caught him in the act. They have proof. My boy helped himself to the food on their kitchen counter that was…

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A KEY

A KEY

     My Scottish heritage kicks in when I buy something that does not seem to perform the way it should. I dropped the carafe for my coffeemaker. It made a perfect smashed-into-smithereens landing. The test on the universal replacement…

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HERE I AM

HERE I AM

     My house buddy, yes, that large ginger cat, is completely at peace with himself. He demonstrated this again a couple of weeks ago. Some hours after my last post on this blog on July 15th, he disappeared. He…

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TANGLES

TANGLES

     Home in Ontario, Canada for the summer, I took a  case of necklace chains in a hopeless tangle out of my suitcase. If bumping around on the journey got them into that mess, why did they not fall…

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IN TUNE

IN TUNE

     A few days ago the sweet fragrance of the mock orange shrub drew me across the back yard. I picked a tiny sprig and put it in a small bottle with water on the windowsill above the sink.…

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CARING

CARING

     We eight Canadians who graduated from Charis Bible College had a hoot presenting a spoof at the end-of-the-year talent show. It highlighted instructors' quirks, but our winter clothing and sports equipment with summer close to arriving in this…

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THE VALUE OF ONE

     A scruffy little shrub growing by the roadside caught my eye. Somehow it had taken root and grown tall enough to be noticed. Covered with tiny white blooms it stood alone in what had been a fence row.…

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MOVING ON

     Last Saturday we enjoyed a special gathering for Samuel who will return to Uganda in June. His "Farm Uganda" project will enable families to transition from producing enough to live to producing a surplus to sell. Samuel has…

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GROWTH

     Everything in this corner of Colorado is covered with snow from another spring storm. Yet under that snow there is new growth. Baby pine cones are developing. Here and there a tiny dandelion is showing yellow beneath all…

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RESTING

     Laverne settled on the hearth before class enjoying the warmth of the fire and meditating on God's goodness. She was a living picture of the image on my heart. I'd been thinking of what it means to rest…

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