Jesus in the Storm

By Marty Norman

Texas is experiencing three days of rain and storms, much needed moisture to feed the dry earth. The reverse of this drought relief is that the cold and blustery winds have pushed down the daffodils that are just starting to bloom and have probably frozen the peach blossoms that are budding.  That means no peach crop this year.
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A Guy Does Not Need Armor To Shine

By Sarah Onderdonk 

I read a review recently of a book called Act Like a Lady, Think Like a Man by Steve Harvey. I'm not endorsing the book because I haven't read it. But there was an intriguing excerpt in People magazine that's worth a second glance. According to the author, there are three ways to tell if a man loves you:
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One Heartbeat at a Time

By Khristy Hullett 

My kids and I recently filmed a video for church for Mother's Day set to the Steven Curtis Chapman song “One Heartbeat at a Time.” I've seen the video in part; they're still polishing the final product. What I have seen assures me that this will be an amazing keepsake—a moment frozen in time of my children at 7, 4, and 2. I adore them and am so delighted to see them growing up to be special little people. I've found it hard to let them go, and I'm still adjusting to the great strides they're making in standing on their own two feet, but today that's not what struck me as I drove down the road in my Mom Mobile (minivan).
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One Potato Two Potato Three Potato Four

By Marty Norman  

How do you make decisions?  Do you sit down and map out a strategy weighing the pros and cons, the potential up and down sides?  Do you seek counsel from advisors? Or do you jump in feet first and pray that your decisions won’t cause a catastrophe down the line?

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Sixty is the New Forty

By Jane Thornton 

Sixty is the new forty, right? That’s what I like to tell myself, anyway, as I begin the final approach to fifty. This philosophy would put me in my twenties. That sounds right since I like to keep a young, vital self-image frozen in my subconscious, avoiding mirrors that remind me of its frailty.
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