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The Cave
The banging of hammers shook me out of my deep sleep. Rays of light exposed my dark reality. “This is the cave!” a man said. “Make sure it’s large enough!” That was music to my ears. I wanted to leap with joy out of that mountain wondering what my purpose would be. Would I provide shelter for hunters, or travelers passing by? Would I hide someone running away from his enemies? How exciting! I’d finally hear people telling late night stories or even planning war strategies, all while getting warm by a fire burning in my belly. “Come on, hurry up!” the same man yelled. “This tomb needs to be…
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¿Sabes Descansar en Movimiento?
El cielo azul se confundía con la cristalina agua marina en el horizonte. Mi amiguita y yo subimos a la lancha cargadas de toallas, anteojos de sol, bronceador, y cámara para captar cada momento de tan esperada aventura. Era la primera vez en mis trece años que mi papá me dejaba pasar el fin de semana con mi mejor amiga y su familia. Su papá era un ávido pescador, y esa invitación a pescar en alta mar era una experiencia imposible de rechazar. Nos acomodamos en la punta de la lancha como estrellas de cine. Cerré los ojos, disfrutando del aire marino golpeando suavemente mi cara. Deseaba que ese día…
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Those big piles and new life
A beautiful and timely post from my friend Beverly Varnado Those big piles and new life The big pile gets bigger and we’re asking, “When does this end?” A whole bunch of stuff, one thing after another as my mother used to say. It’s happening with world events but add to that what may also be happening in our personal lives, and all this piling on can be enough to leave us gasping for air. But could it be that in the middle of that big pile may be something that bears the promise of new life? Reminds me of the time that stone got rolled over the tomb—just a…
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Strange Coincidence or God’s Providence?
“Mom, come quickly! Robert’s mom needs help!” “But Johnny,” said Sarah, “I’ve never met her. We can’t just barge into her house uninvited.” “Her name is Ms. Mary and she’s hurt!” Sarah rushed out the door and followed her 10-year-old son, assuming he was exaggerating. For the past several months since the new family moved into the neighborhood, she planned to deliver them a cake to welcome them. Unfortunately, life got in the way, and she never did. Little Robert, who stood at the front door, directed them to the bedroom, were the woman lay on the floor. “Please help me!” she cried hysterically. “My husband wants to kill me!”…
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What’s your Language?
“Mom, I don’t know what to do anymore!” my high school daughter cried as she plopped on my bed. “What is it now?” I knew she was talking about her friend. “I’ve been trying to be positive and not complain about everything but it’s impossible with her,” she vented. “ She’s very negative about everything and criticizes everyone!” “Have you tried to talk to her about it?” I asked. “Yes, but she gets mad at me. She’s always in a bad mood. Maybe that’s why she gets so many headaches,” she concluded. We decided to pray for her friend every morning on our way to school. The Bible says that…
