No Time

February 26, 2024 by  
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By Lisa Bell 

Buzzzzzzz. Oh no! Not again.  How could she sleep through thirty minutes of such annoyance? Her eyes focused  and she noticed him in silence.
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Wisdom from Mamas Kitchen

February 13, 2024 by  
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By Ruth Bomar

In my mother’s one-pivot kitchen, she could place her foot in the center and pivot to the stove, sink, fridge or table.  Bright orange linoleum covered the floor, something Mama would mop with vigor, stand back approvingly, and then sigh with satisfaction.  Every day enticing aromas filled our small home from my mother’s central command: beans, onions, garlic, chile, tortillas. As a child I never had to wonder what to do, my mother’s voice ordered me to action.  “Chop the onion in tinier pieces, squeeze more out of these limes, get the dog out of here, and put the guacamole on the table. Stand up straight.”
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Joy in the Morning

February 2, 2024 by  
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By Jacqueline Dodson 

“Gone,” she whispered into the stuffed bear’s ear.  “How can he be gone?” she asked her fuzzy companion.  The bear, like her, didn’t have an answer.
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All In

January 25, 2024 by  
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By Lisa Bell  

Insignificant. She looked at the two small coins in her hand and sighed deeply.

The Scribes milled about in the area. Their robes swelled like the sail of a ship in the breeze puffing out to match their chests. Some of these men spent much time at her humble home devouring any meager offering of food. Many of them approached the trumpet shaped treasury boxes and flung vast sums into the opening. Smugness etched their faces as they watched others contribute smaller amounts. One raised his eyebrows as a man cast in his offering.

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God Is in the Small Stuff

January 20, 2024 by  
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By Joy Thomas 

When you are a single parent, the stress of everyday life can be overwhelming.  Even when you are married, a husband can't always be there when you need him.   What a difference it makes when the door opens and Jesus walks in to make his home with you!  One of the first things I noticed was I couldn't use bad words anymore.  I knew He could hear everything I said.  I no longer had any privacy, because He was watching me.  I laughed the first time I felt He was in the bathroom with me.
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