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Vines, Roots and the Vine Dresser..

Centered in Christ…. what does this mean? Much fruit… ..Love… Joy..Peace.. Forbearance.. Kindness.. Gentleness and Self control. Do I muster these ? Will these into being? Just try a little harder…. No these come by the Power of the Spirit… … Continue reading

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Freedom

Time outside resets the dials. My fella and I spent some time in a National Forest that was near my job… it by the grace of God was not on fire. We passeled up the pups, went for a little … Continue reading

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Glorybeans, Albemarle, Criticism and the last Frontier.

Jack Johnson bumpy thumpy goodness overhead, a big-thick- deep- beautiful wooden table. At a teensy coffee shop in Albemarle NC, a new work assignment. Good gracious how i avoided writing….. i am literally in front of this screen almost everyday, … Continue reading

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Chosen joy, bread friends and life lessons this season.

Shooting stars, my thoughts fly across my mind like hurling globes of fire without an endpoint. A different season, its hard for me to articulate, perhaps maybe this what I haven’t. I am on the verge of tears these days, … Continue reading

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Language: bewitchment or ablaze?

Words… the bend.. the curve.. the syntax, they are beauty. English is without the romance of Spanish and without the fêted angry tones of our German brethren. English you are in your purest form, far from my vernacular. I am not … Continue reading

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To be Full of Care, Careful that is.

 Look at this dock, worn. This dock is beat up, weathered and probably stood against more than one raging storm. I would probably be careful to walk out on those planks. Boards may be loose, nails high, splinters asking…. I … Continue reading

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“I’ll fly away, O glory, I’ll fly away. “

I have adopted a posture for writing. It appears that warm lamp light and tired feet – propped with a wet soppy hair. Bluegrass dances in the background and my thoughts are like shooting stars needing to be wrangled into coherency. Grab … Continue reading

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