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The Plot of Resiliency: Do Not Settle With Hurt
Read more: The Plot of Resiliency: Do Not Settle With HurtI’m not afraid of the unknown. I tend to get stuck in the not knowing…and that becomes quite tricky, rather unsatisfying; in some moments punishing. We do not have to settle with hurt and we should try our best not to settle with it. I know it is difficult and often feels normal when we…
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September; traditionally speaking
Read more: September; traditionally speakingIn my therapeutic profession, this weekend and new week is an emotional one: Saturday, September 10: World Suicide Preventation Day. Sunday, September 11: Remembrance of 9/11. In my personal life, Monday, September 12: My eldest son’s birthday. This week the local market has #sunflowers for $5.00. I’ve learned my hometown has grown a field of…
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His grace
Read more: His graceLet grace surprise you. His grace is consistent. His grace is sufficient. Remember where you are at this moment is not by accident, nor mere coincidence. The plans you have, the goals achieved, they are guided by something greater—no matter where you are in your belief. There is a Force. There is God. There is…
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Flux to Crux…Part I
Read more: Flux to Crux…Part I©©When it hurts to write (my number one love), when it hurts to counsel, when it hurts to breathe…within my crux. My well is dry. My give is limited. My encouraging spirit, well it is in wound. This is new. There have been times in the past I was unable to write. This is different;…
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Pick your battles…Parenting Autumn
Read more: Pick your battles…Parenting AutumnYou have the ability to choose. I think often times we lose focus on the power of simplicity because if our lives are not forced focus, in crisis mode, hectic hellish or nonstop un-normal we fight to right our ways our way. Discern what matters God has placed within your life to deal…
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An Anchors’ Way…
Read more: An Anchors’ Way…Two of my favorite men have passed this year, in January and May. We move about life so fast; we keep so busy, reflection is good for the soul. I saw them weekly at Church, and each time I was always greeted with the most generous smile and great hugs. Old Men, my Elders….67 years…
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