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Perfect life

My Perfect Life

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For as long as I can remember, I've had this idea of a perfect life. Maybe because as a child, teenager and young adult, I felt forsaken by God, I felt trapped in my actual life. I didn’t know how to get from the life I had to the untarnished and perfect life I wanted.

The Pain of an Opening Heart

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It hurts for our hearts to open. Like when the blood has been cut off from a limb and begins to flow back in, it pricks and tingles, the intensity worsening as the oxygen-rich blood rushes in to feed the cells and nerves. The cells and nerves…
Seeing light after darkness

Showing Our Brokenness

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On the deck, there are a small group of sparrows eating the birdseed that has scattered everywhere from the feeder above.  It is a fairly peaceful day after a weeklong visit from relatives. The sun is shining.  The ocean is blue.  This moment…
trees depicting life is my friend

What If I Decided That My Life Is My Friend?

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As I watch people struggle in their lives (and because it is not my life I often have more perspective then they do), I sometimes see what they need to let go of. Maybe they are getting sick because it is the only way they can begin to relate…