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Your Baby May Be Ugly
Yes, your baby may be ugly. Mine was and I just had to face the facts. Eight years ago I started writing a novel. I finished it 6 years ago and sent out 50 query letters to literary agents. When… Continue reading
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Discounting Our Dreams
For big periods of time I didn’t write. Even after I began to accept the fact that God gave me the gift. I doubted my ability to come up with ideas, my ability to find an agent willing to work… Continue reading
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Cheap Thrills
I should have bought the apple corer sooner. Who would have guessed that a $5.99 kitchen tool could bring so much joy to a 5 year old boy? Will has been asking me for a week to buy him an… Continue reading
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Woe To Me!
Have you ever given someone a gift, like say a gift card to a really nice restaurant, one that you can’t afford to eat at, but you sacrificed to buy the gift and 8 months later the gift card is… Continue reading
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Facing Our Giants
Here is an older but great piece I wrote that we all need to read every now and again just to remind us that God is bigger than our fears… Are you facing any giants in your life? My family and… Continue reading
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Marrying a Good Woman Can Solve A Lot of Your Problems
When someone insults or offends you, do you often have to fight back your gut instinct to cut off his head, put it on a post and let the birds feed on it? Come on, let’s talk. You can tell… Continue reading
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Your Past is a Non-Reality
Your past is a non-reality. Yes, it was real and the mistakes you made back then were real, but today you have no power to change anything back there. Today you only have the power to effect today and tomorrow.… Continue reading
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Feed the Dog
Something has been nagging at me for a while like a tag in the neckline of my shirt. Reflexively, I reach around to pull it out and realize that if I do I’m liable to rip the shirt. No, I… Continue reading
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Building Fires
My family has gone old school. We are building real fires with real wood in a real fireplace. If you are under the age of 30, you probably don’t know what I am talking about. Several years ago, Sandra said… Continue reading