I was laid to rest Very soon In a time compressed For me, the noon Felt like twilight Going on was Nothing but night And painful pricks That draw the blood But never heal The deeper sting Of a broken body That would remain ‘Til Jesus’ touch My death, great gain Where no needles lurk…

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Many of you commented on my post, How NOT To Handle the Hard Stuff, sharing some of the mistakes you’ve made. Below are a few of those, in addition to more that I’ve learned the hard way.  6. Do not define “good” yourself. When I define what is good, I come up with things like…

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  “ And in that day there shall be a Root of Jesse,       Who shall stand as a banner to the people;         For the Gentiles shall seek Him,       And His resting place shall be glorious.”  Isaiah 11:10

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As I was cleaning up dinner last night, I looked into the family room to see this: That would be dust on our TV, thick enough to draw in. Now you all know the truth. I don’t dust. My house isn’t perpetually presentable. Why admit that I don’t keep a perfect house? Because I think…

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When we learned we were expecting our fourth child, Big Boy refused to entertain the possibility that we could have a third girl. He insisted that we’d already had a girl, so this one had to be a boy. When Little Boy was born, Big Boy discovered that infants don’t make good playmates. Almost every…

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