Not Shaken … Not Today.

November 30, 2015

"We will not be shaken / We will not be silent / Sin is powerless / Our God is for us." Those lines have been on repeat in my heart and in my head all day today ever since I received some punch-in-the-stomach news early this morning about something happening to someone in my family who has had enough, who was on the verge of something great, who is precious to me, who just doesn't need one more blow. My first thought was:  this is the devil. It's the devil, and he's doing his level best to tear down not only our whole family...

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Our Collective Wait Problem.

November 16, 2015

Paris.  Oh, Paris.  City of lights that has ached these days because of the darkness that has befallen it. There's Beirut from the day before that, and Turkey a month before that. And that's not even saying anything of the unrest in our very own beloved country, from Mizzou to Ferguson to Washington, D.C. Darkness comes in many shades, and sometimes it hits even closer than just what the news reports show:  a precious young mom I know just had to cut ties with her husband who decided that sharing intimacy with many, many women who didn't care that he is married or...

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Sisters At Summit.

November 3, 2015

  We didn't care. Not one little bit. There we were - 10 of us under the climbing leadership of our inimitable Courtney - on a two-week trek to the top of a mountain we had all sought out the opportunity to climb. We had applied for the privilege and had jumped through a couple of hoops for this, and once we got there, we didn't care. Not one iota. We didn't care about each other's past:  where we each had gone to school or grown up or what music or food we each prefer or what political affiliation we have or where...

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Footloose. Yes, Footloose.

November 2, 2015

  It's only a dream, but it's oh so vivid.  I'm in a warehouse absolutely tearing up the makeshift dance floor, working out any angst I might be feeling with some wicked fancy footwork and getting a great workout to boot, all while enjoying flawless hair, makeup, and muscle tone, all of which confirms that Dreams Are Where To Hang Out. I suppose I should be alarmed that I've never once had that dream while sleeping but instead it comes every. single. time. I hear the song "Never" by some band called Motion Pictures that no one has ever heard of, including...

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