One Another
February 23, 2024 by admin
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By Jane Thornton
I laid the wide square of gift wrap in the middle of my bedroom floor, first mistake. I was probably already frazzled, but I don’t remember why. I may have left this task until the last minute. I may have been out of pretty paper and settling for the biggest scrap in my closet. The gift was bulky and unwieldy, and I may have been self-conscious about my lack of creating beautiful-package skills. Some other problem may have weighed heavy on my mind.
Willing to Eat the Good of the Land
February 22, 2024 by admin
Filed under Health and Fitness
By Angelia Mitchell
Revelation comes in many different ways, sometimes by subtle surprise, sometimes with a loud voice and eyes wide open. Regardless, you know the revelation is from God when it lines up with his Word.
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Jesus in the Storm
February 19, 2024 by admin
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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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The Surgeon
By Bob Kaku
During my bachelor days, I zipped around in a spiffy sports car that had a powerful engine, sleek lines, and cool-looking retractable, pop-up headlights. One day a headlight bulb burned out, so I bought a replacement. I removed the old one and placed the new bulb inside the headlight housing. Before securing the bulb, I flipped the switch to test it. The headlight flipped down into the well, and I heard a clunk.
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Wisdom from Mamas Kitchen
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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