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Eggplant Parmesan for the Soul

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This is a something old made new blog post – updated, much yummier recipe and a message given heart-tweaks because not only have I grown since I first wrote this, but those who sit at the table have grown – and so have their tastes, and there are new people, new babies. . . and because cooking isn’t ever just … Continue reading →

Born Free to Believe

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Just as birds are born to flyso are we born to believe. . . Just as birds know the way home,even though they’ve been blown off course,so, too, do our souls yearn for God,the Father who designed us,created us,there’s no peace, without Himno rest without Himno contentment, joy, hope without Him.There is only lost. . . Just as birds are … Continue reading →

Remember Me Monday: #2

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“I’ll make a list of God’s gracious dealings,    all the things God has done that need praising,All the generous bounties of God,    his great goodness to the family of Israel—Compassion lavished,    love extravagant.”~ Isaiah 63:7, The Message In the Old Testament, God repeatedly, quietly and loudly, tells his children, “You have forgotten me!”  (Jeremiah 3:32, Ezekiel 22:12, to name a few). It’s a heart cry from a … Continue reading →

Remember Me Monday: #3

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“I’ll make a list of God’s gracious dealings,    all the things God has done that need praising,All the generous bounties of God,    his great goodness to the family of Israel—Compassion lavished,    love extravagant.”~ Isaiah 63:7, The Message In the Old Testament, God repeatedly, quietly and loudly, tells his children, “You have forgotten me!”  (Jeremiah 3:32, Ezekiel 22:12, to name a few). It’s a heart cry from a … Continue reading →

Grace Giveaway

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When someone loses their grace,give them some of yours. Lost grace momentscould just be the straw that broke the camel’s backor a soul on the edgeof salvation.Grace was meantto be given away, not hoarded,not savedfor those who earned it.It was meant to be shared with both the deserving – but maybe even more importantly, those undeservingof your kindness. Maybe they’ve … Continue reading →

“Remember Me” Monday: #1

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“I’ll make a list of God’s gracious dealings,    all the things God has done that need praising,All the generous bounties of God,    his great goodness to the family of Israel—Compassion lavished,    love extravagant.”~ Isaiah 63:7, The Message In the Old Testament, God repeatedly, quietly and loudly, tells his children, “You have forgotten me!”  (Jeremiah 2:32, Ezekiel 22:12, Psalm 106:2 to name a few). It’s a heart cry … Continue reading →

The Blessing of the Everyday Ordinary: Chicken, Pancetta, Lemon and Garlic Pasta

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“‘Is all well with you? Is all well with your husband? Is all well with the child?’And she answered, ‘All is well’” ~ 2 Kings 4:26. 72 days into 2019 – 7 days of doctor visits, pre-surgery testing, 2 surgeries, 3 hospital stays totalling 14 days. There has not been much Everyday Ordinary. . . . , but there have … Continue reading →

The Everyday Ordinary, Grace, and Green Beans

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“I was given the gift of a handicap to keep me in constant touch with my limitations. Satan’s angel did his best to get me down; what he in fact did was push me to my knees” ~ 2 Corinthians 12: 9 The Message After walking through A Great Challenge, in the middle of an everyday ordinary moment, when rinsing … Continue reading →

Father’s Day for the Fatherless

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Father’s Day is bittersweet for me. I rejoice that my son’s have the father I never did – and I realize more keenly what I missed and wonder what I would have been like had I a father like they have. This post is for all the fatherless daughters, whether because their fathers were physically absent or emotionally absent, this … Continue reading →

when blessing is invited to the table

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The old man, he sat on the front porch in the heat of the day, turning his head right, squinting his eyes in the high noon sun westward down the long dusty road. A hot day in the south can be awfully unforgiving. After he had assured himself no one was coming down the road, he turned his head left, … Continue reading →

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