Author: Christine
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yet another obsession of mine
I love – and I mean crazy-love – thunderstorms. I am a self-diagnosed Doppler Dork & Storm Stalking Psycho. I don’t know if it is the danger or the drama or what, but nearly nothing gets me more excited than when I know a big storm is blowing in. Ask any of my friends –…
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40 days
Lent is still kind of new and confusing to me. Every year when it arrives, I have to go google it and try to re-understand the history behind the custom so I can try to wrap my brain around it a little bit more. I didn’t grow up in church, so I walked into this faith thing completely ignorant to the…
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faves
I know this is Valentine’s Day and I realize it makes me a bit of a curmudgeon to not write some touchy-feely-sappy piece about how love makes the world go ’round. It seems to be the right thing to do and yet I just can’t bring myself to get on that bandwagon. The main issue…
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scaredy-cat
I always hated being the new kid. I never liked that vulnerable and exposed feeling of standing there in front of a new class, book bag in hand and eyes on the floor, knowing the other kids were sizing me up and judging me. Then later (and worse,) came the inevitable moment of truth in…
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redeemed
I love all the new beginnings God offers us. But I hadn’t spent much time studying “The Beginning” until now. Recently (and quite accidentally,) I have found myself smack dab in the middle of a huge and very in-depth study of Genesis. And if I am super honest about it, when I first heard that we would be…
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beginning
We all love a happy ending, don’t we? Our world is rich with amazing books and stories and songs and films. We love their brutal battles and their twisty plots. We love their valiant victories, hard-learned lessons, and heart-wrenching love sagas. But above all else, we love their happy endings. I think it is no coincidence that we…
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sparkle
Ever since I was little, I have been a sparkle and shine kind of girl. I am not a total froo-froo, but I do love pretty, shiny things. I especially love pretty, shiny little houses. And since our homes growing up were not exactly of the pretty, shiny variety, I developed a bit of an obsession…
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lazybones
I guess I didn’t realize Arkansas was pretty. No offense if you are from there, but anytime someone mentioned Arkansas, I immediately pictured Bubbas and banjos and that old creepy movie Deliverance. So I was surprised to find that it is actually quite civilized and very very pretty there. My sister-in-law and her hubby have been going up…