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    Journeys

    Build – 2024 “One Word”

    Each year, in lieu of a New Year’s resolution, I mull over and pray about what one word I would like to have characterize my coming year. In 2023, it was “Shine”, which I still have an affinity for and treasure dearly. It was a great word on many levels in 2023, and I hope I continue to carry its…

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    Journeys,  Meditations

    Always and Forever

    Like winds that bring the shifting seasons, Life’s breezes have ushered in many changes. In the twelvemonth past An array of differences has been woven into my life. Some have been very difficult, And others more than welcome. As Christmas approaches, I find the typical dread has been replaced with an expectancy. God, in His immeasurable faithfulness has once again…

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    Meditations,  Random

    Orbits

    I wonder what it would be like if we could feel the momentum and energy that is hurtling earth around the sun and spinning us in space like a dervish every day? We travel around the sun at 18.5 miles per second. Goodness! And, we also revolve at 1,000 miles per hour in our 24-hour cycle. That’s a lot of…

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    Poetry

    Changes in the Wind

    The blazing days of summer Replaced by cooler breeze, And heart within is beating time, It feels as though it’s free. I tip my face up toward the sky, And thank You for Your grace, The many prayers I whispered, Those hurts You have erased. Your love is unabridged. It causes me to gasp – In wonder and in awe…

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    Journeys

    Chapters

    Sunday…the first day of the week. And what a week this will be! Earlier this year, I selected “shine” as my one word. As of tomorrow, I will be working at Sunoco. How interesting is it that shine and sun have so much in common? Do you think this is coincidence? I don’t. I think it’s emblematic of the fact…

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    Random

    The Weaver

    The day was young, with gleaming sunlight playing across a field. Nearby was a copse of hardwood trees. As she walked closer, there were tall wildflowers with abundant colors. Approaching the wooded area, the sunlight suddenly shifted, as if on a swivel. What she saw as a result of the changing light made her catch her breath. There, directly in…