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We're at Steak 'n Shake. "Takhomasak," gleams the neon sign over the counter. It was years before I "got" it. I'd frown. "Tahk'-oh-mah'-sak." I'd say it slow. I'd say it fast. It sounded Japanese. "Car, table, counter, or takhomasak?" Ooooh. "Take home a sack." Duh!...
It’s hard work these days – with joints that flare and lungs that clog - to leave the comforts of home, so if you ask me why I’m compelled to push through the pain and hobble about with a camera, the short answer is this... For his invisible attributes, namely, his...
It's the morning after the morning we remembered the mourning and celebrated the Morning. D has risen early again, because it's Monday and time to move into a new week of busyness as usual. I want to burrow down under white down, but there's a light that shines in the...
I stretch out on the blue carpet in front of the family room fireplace, palms up. And I beg God to let me feel the pain, to identify with what Jesus experienced as spikes seared his flesh. But as I wait in the stillness, I sense these words. "It is finished. Done....
She'd just climbed up and in when it fell apart and down. The neighbor man...
"O Lord and Master of my life, take from me the spirit of sloth, despair, lust...
I am wound too tight by schedules and piles these days while quiet lingers...
I'm curled up with my cream-colored plush throw to read in preparation for a...
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