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Knock, Knock

Our doorbell is broken. That’s not a newsflash, just a fact. It’s been broken since we moved in nearly a year ago (where did THAT time go????).  For some reason, fixing it hasn’t been at the top of our list of “things to do”. Friends and...

Dancing Hands

Last weekend my friend Abdul came to church with us for the first time. Being one of his first times in a non-muslim worship setting, he was taking everything in and loving every minute of it.  The music, the message, the friendly people.  And then he said something...

Beautiful Unseen

It only took a simple song this morning To bring knees to the floor and hands to the sky Tears falling from a face raised Just a song A reminder A necessary pause from the inescapable noise and frantic pace of a normal day Yahweh… The name so sacred So holy That...

Daddy's Song

Oh, how I love this… [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bpu0TIXzI1w&w=560&h=315] The widest, dopiest smile was plastered to my face when I watched this.  So many reasons, I can’t even name them all.  Precious beyond words in every little way....

Crossing The Yellow Line

A single yellow line, sometimes dotted, sometimes solid, separates the coming and the going. Dashes and parallel boundaries comprised of nothing but paint on asphalt, keep people on their own sides.  To avoid collisions. To protect. To keep order. People pass each...