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And I am sorry. I wanted to give you metaphors that sing, but I have only this empty page and a blinking cursor. I feel embarrassed by this blank page, as if it exposes something of which I am deeply ashamed. It seems to matter more than a blank page should. This page...
I remember 1987 as the year of desperation. It was also the year I graduated from college. Working part-time as a hostess in a restaurant to pay for tuition, I realized I was employed by the primary industry keeping the economy alive in Tulsa, Oklahoma during a severe...
It's fairly common in a situation to want to shift the blame to the other person. Instead of looking for solutions, we are busy saving face. My first reaction is to point the finger. It's a knee-jerk reaction. When I have had time away from the situation, I think more...
For sure and for certain, I am a daughter of the King of kings, a princess of the most high God. My eternity is set, I don’t doubt that for one fine frog’s hair second; but, my here and my now, in this current stance, right smack-dab where I am, this earthly residence...
"There is not an honest pastor in the land who is not deeply aware of the slum...
It's bright this morning, crisp and early. The kind of morning you feel that...
I sit in the porch rocker and soak up the silence. It’s a discipline I’m...
You must be the change you wish to see in the world. That quote by Ghandi is...
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