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Are you a Tight Rope Walker?
“Why are you covering your eyes?” my husband asked. “It’ll be over before you know it.” “I can’t look!” I cried, “What if he falls to his death?” We were watching a video of Nik Wallenda walking across a Grand Canyon gorge on a tight rope. My heart raced and stomach curled up in a knot. “Can you hear him?” he asked, “He’s praising and thanking Jesus!” I had to open my eyes to verify the unexpected declaration. In an interview afterwards he declared: “it took every bit of me to stay focused”. He said that dust had accumulated in his contacts and called the walk unusually stressful. However, he…
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Are You a Tightrope Walker?
“Why are you covering your eyes?” my husband asked. “It’ll be over before you know it.” “I can’t look!” I cried, “What if he falls to his death?” We were watching a video of Nik Wallenda walking across a Grand Canyon gorge on a tight rope. My heart raced and stomach curled up in a knot. “Can you hear him?” he asked, “He’s praising and thanking Jesus!” I had to open my eyes to verify the unexpected declaration. In an interview afterwards he declared: “it took every bit of me to stay focused”. He said that dust had accumulated in his contacts and called the walk unusually stressful. However, he…
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The Day the King walked in the Room
The tour guide directed the group into the Throne Room, the best exposition in the palace. “Hurry up and get in the line to look at the jewelry and clothes,” I called my sister. “We only have a few hours to visit the rest of the museum.” We chose a self-guided audio tour to squeeze in as much information as possible before the end of the day. The list of important items was way longer than our allotted time, so I raced to cover it all. It was high season, so the museum was filled with tired, grumpy people in mile-long lines. I was one of them. Out of nowhere…
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A Difficult Secret to Keep
I just returned from Israel, where I visited the area where Jesus performed this miracle. This story and His Word came alive in my heart! *********************************************************** A laser like ray of sunshine pierced her eyes waking her up to pounding headache from only a few hours of sleep on the floor. The steely fingers of reality gripped her chest and flooded her mind with all the prayers mixed with lullabies that wrestled against her daughter’s moans until the medicine kicked in. The sweetness of frankinse and the licorice scent of myrrh she rubbed on the girl’s forehead still lingered in the air. She sighed as she examined the room through…
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The Day I left Home to come Home
“Sit back, relax and enjoy your flight,” the captain announced. My husband and I held hands and said a quiet prayer. Tears flowing down our faces spoke what our mouths couldn’t express. I closed my eyes and tried to obey the captain. The plane took off, leaving behind not only our country, but a piece of my heart as well. It seemed like yesterday when my husband surprised me with the news: “Honey, I just got an offer to work in the United States. It’s a private practice in Athens, Georgia, a college town near Atlanta.” “What?” I cried “But we don’t know anyone there, and our whole family’s here!”…
