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My mind wandered this morning to John 4 and the woman Jesus spoke with at the well. I’m often reminded of her when I look in the mirror in the mornings. Why had she come to this well to draw water alone? That was an activity the women usually did together. For safety. For social …

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Life has its dips and straights. Sometimes Summer feels more like Spring, sometimes Spring feels more like Winter. Sometimes the road is paved with love and laughter; sometimes it is washed out by torrents of tears. When I look back over my life I’ve always known what is right and what is wrong. And I’ve …

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The sun slowed down and Took one last look over the horizon. It had had a long productive day and Could finally meander on to The other side. Meander. That’s what my car did – Steady and slow like the sun. “I’ve been… feeling really quiet.” My text whispered through the screen as I Wiped …

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My mind wandered this morning to John 4 and the woman Jesus spoke with at the well. I’m often reminded of her when I mentor single moms. Why had she come to this well to draw water alone? That was an activity the women did together. For safety. For social interaction. I’ll guess why: shame. …

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I made a huge mistake at work today. To be fair, it’s my first week of actually doing my job and I’m still onboarding. But the impact of this was far-reaching. I control 2 email inboxes from the same email account. One is my personal company email. The other is my team’s email. I was …

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Everyday for weeks now I’ve watched women champion and repeat and chant the phrase “I am enough.” It’s on mugs and graphic t-shirts and books and billboards: “I am enough.” Really? Are we? Why do we say this? What are we REALLY saying? What are we enough of or who are we enough for? I …

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Miracle. This word used to conjure up images of Sunday School mornings in 1984 with 9-year-old me in blonde pigtails in a flowered dress with ruffle back panties, lacy socks, and Mary Janes. It made me picture a flannel graph board with felt-backed cut-outs of Jesus and his disciples. Jesus inevitably had on a brown …

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One morning shortly after my divorce, as I woke up, I had this vision. I clearly saw a pair of rugged male hands reaching down, digging in, and clasping together underneath a wilted plant. Actually, the plant was beyond wilted—it was dried by the sun, and what had once been some kind of small growth …

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Life has its dips and straights. Sometimes Summer feels more like Spring, sometimes Spring feels more like Winter. Sometimes the road is paved with love and laughter; sometimes it is washed out by torrents of tears. When I look back over my life I’ve always known what is right and what is wrong. And I’ve …

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