Tag: faith

  • Who My People Are

    Who My People Are

      My people are a superstitious bunch. We don't walk behind rocking chairs. We don't iron on Sundays. Lord, God forgive us quick if we break a mirror. Who can afford seven years of bad luck? My people know that if your nose is itching,[..]
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  • Death with Dignity Branding

    Death with Dignity Branding

      Death with Dignity. Such lyrical, poetic branding. I live in Oregon, home to the Death with Dignity laws, allowing terminally ill people the right to die when they want. To be clear this is not suicide. Suicide doesn't even belong in this discussion. That's[..]
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  • Help Me Get My Happy On

    Help Me Get My Happy On

      Ah, Lord, it is November again. I woke to a steely gray sky, green grass bowing to rain and winter's chill. Those of you who know me best know how much I dread the onset of winter. There is nothing in this southern girl's[..]
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  • Last Days Thriller Fiction

    Last Days Thriller Fiction

      The following is an excerpt from Demon Dog, Star Captain and other Apocalyptic tales, now available on Kindle:     Star Captain believes, as author Tim LaHaye has been saying for years now, that a terrifying Tribulation is drawing nigh. Star Captain has even[..]
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  • Let’s Talk Ebola

    Let’s Talk Ebola

      Let's talk Ebola for a moment. I, like many of you, have been praying for those afflicted by Ebola. Not just Dr. Brantly and Nancy Writebol, the two Americans who were afflicted with the virus while ministering health to those suffering in West Africa,[..]
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  • Death without a Funeral

    Death without a Funeral

      This was going to be the blog post in which I announced that daughter Konnie and her husband are expecting wee ones. I had it all written in my mind. I was going to share with you how long a struggle this has been[..]
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  • Mothers & Mental Illness

    Mothers & Mental Illness

      My childhood girlfriend was institutionalized following the birth of her first-born. Here she was, ten years later, in the third-trimester of her second pregnancy, talking out of her head again. We were having one of our catch-up phone calls. She from her home in[..]
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  • Resolutions of a Misremembered Life

    Resolutions of a Misremembered Life

      She bought the buffet from a man who lived in that same prison town where she lived and worked and planted a garden so lush people would drive by the brick house on the corner lot just to hang their heads out the rolled[..]
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  • Beneath a Rising Jesus

    Beneath a Rising Jesus

      Weeping may last for the night, but a shout of joy comes in the morning. (Psalm 30:5) It was Saturday and we were in church. A big city church sat back on one of Portland’s wooded corners. Imago Dei. Image of God. Two years[..]
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