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It will be my 45th birthday on Friday. I am looking forward to this one. I know many women stop counting their age at 28 or 30, but not me. I relish the fact that I am getting older. I am wiser than I was when I was 28. At 28 I was still trying…
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I remember Grandma DeKezel, her colostomy bag full and oozing. I remember smiling and chattering and easing her discomfort of being dependent upon my hands. I remember her talk of sex and the loathing she had when Grandpa would touch her – until she was 30. I remember the smile…
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I quiet myself and come into the presence of the Lord. I feel His smile reach me. It is so warm and loving. I look into Christ’s face and ask Him, “What do you want me to do?” Be still my child, my beloved daughter. Be still and bask in my embrace. I know all…
Great Joy 