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In the moment He is faithful In the darkest times of life, we grope about us, trying to find hope and trust. It is hard to find them when the waves are crashing around us. In the moment, it is hard to know that He is faithful. Yet He is. Later, as we look back,…
I am wearing red I am wearing red today* because it was Mom’s favorite color. Mom Slabach always said she didn’t understand why Christian conservative folks didn’t think women should wear read. Yes, red was a color often worn by harlots, she knew. She’d been reminded of that many times. She didn’t care if that’s what harlots…
Waiting for Morning I practiced saying, “See you in the morning!” for months. Fifteen years ago, (January 9, 2010), my mama went to Heaven. Some days it seems like it’s been forever, and some days not. There are days I wish I could hear her voice just one more time. Picking up the phone to…
Singing about the rock of ages You know what I love about singing familiar hymns? They take me back to my childhood and to the church in which I grew up. Those songs I heard as a child have stayed with me all these years. On a Sunday morning a few weeks ago, Dave and…
remembering with stones When the Children of Israel crossed the Jordan River, they were instructed to take twelve stones from their new land and place them in the middle of the river. The stones were to be placed where the feet of the priests stood as they held the Ark of the Covenant while the…
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