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All four kids piled onto the red metal handcart, two in front and two in the back balanced on top of two bags of mulch. I pulled them carefully, slowly, through the lawn and garden section of Lowes, like one of those grand Belgian draft horses you...
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The beginning of the good news of Jesus Christ, the Son of God . . . John the baptizer appeared in the wilderness, proclaiming a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins. Mark 1:1-4 adapted I met my friend in the wilderness the other night. Well, it...
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It started with a lean and reach until both hands grasped the first metal bar, then the long, lean body followed, swinging to build momentum, spindly legs pumping as though wading through the air. Every day of kindergarten my daughter practiced the monkey bars...
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“We’re thinking about having another baby,” I said, keeping my hands at two and four on the steering wheel and glancing over at my mother who sat holding her purse in the passenger seat. We were a little over a month into her diagnosis and several weeks into...
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We sweep through the big red-framed doors into Target, into the coolness and light and open space that smells like newness and popcorn mingled together.We stop for a cart and I take off long-striding into the belly of the beast, pushing, pulling my daughter who’s...
