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Lament Turns to Praise
I spent last weekend participating in the Trauma Healing Training Workshop I mentioned last week. What an experience. Who knew I still had wounds of my own that needed healing? Does it ever end? I guess it shouldn’t surprise me. If I’ve learned anything, it’s that God...
Whose Story is It Anyway?
It was Saturday morning. We were having breakfast, farm fresh eggs so yellow that Todd asked, “How did you make the eggs this color?” Summer air was blowing in through the window. The neighbor had just finished mowing her lawn, the smell of fresh cut grass still...
A Happily Ever After Ending
“I could tell,” my sister said. “I heard it in your voice and knew something was wrong. What’s going on? Sorry I didn’t call you back last night…” I was still in bed the next morning. I didn’t know what to say. Or where to begin. Sometimes silence is the only way....