Ahh, I have missed being here with you! Photo credit to my cousin, Naomi W. Sipping dark roast coffee in my favorite brown and navy mug, I’m pulled up close to my roll top wooden desk and smiling as I think of you. You: my online community of bloggers in these growing friendships across the…

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“God, is there any way…?” and my prayer slipped out as snow crackled and crunched under the car tires. Pulling into the dentist lot, I pocketed my keys, locked the door, and shifted black knit mittens higher up my wrists. A winter wind howled and whipped up snow in swirls around me. In the lobby…

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Photo Credit: Rudolf Vlcek, Creative Commons, cc license  “I’ll pray, Mom,” he chirps, my six and a half year old standing on the frayed sewing bench that is my desk chair. “Thanks, Daniel. I would love that. Morgan, John, will you pray with us too?” “Sure.” They lope over good-naturedly. My broad-shouldered son looms tall…

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