For several years now, pre COVID, I have met with my girlfriends on Wednesday mornings for "coffee." Two years into our weekly meetings, one of us came to the group and said that she felt God had laid on her heart to organize a family night of Praise during the Yakima Valley Fair and Rodeo …
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I am more and more convinced that EVERY adversity can serve as a gateway in our decision to who we want to be on the other side of it. The challenge, of course , is making sure that we have that particular tool in our belt so that when adversity does show up, we have …
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Who could have imagined that little old me could, at 58, become an overnight success? Certainly not me. I never had high enough aspirations to achieve such a thing. To some, I am the perfect underachiever. I like life smaller, quieter, less chaotic. I tend to do "gone" better than most. I hate drama and …
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I was struck by this photo this morning. I woke up with a full-on panic attack. Literally sitting straight up in bed, out of a dead sleep. In my dreams was the image of a tightrope walker. She had one of those long awkward poles in her hands as she tried to find her balance.... …
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I have recently been reminded of the brilliance that lives and breathes down the back roads of our lives. That "thing" that happens when one finds enough bravery to become the who, they have always wanted to be. When moments are stolen away from the demands of the day. The young police officer who picks …
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There are certain things that still speak to me. Wild things. I hope I never lose track of them. However it doesn't escape me that they become more and more difficult to pursue. I hate that. Less for myself, more so for those that come after me. My girlfriends and I, all of a certain age, …
Just a few short months ago, I was sitting at one of my favorite local coffee shops listening to my friend Melisa share her vision of a "family praise night." We live in the Yakima Valley. A very diverse place. Our every day is a blend of difference and diversity. Her vision was ONE people …
I cannot stop thinking about them. They are branded on my heart... seared into my every thought. Every detail. Every Act. Every thoughtful thing they did. Perhaps the imprint, not necessarily that of their own, but rather how they chose to be Christ to me. How precious those memories are. They become more so with …
It has been about a year and a half. Perhaps longer. I am horrible with time. But, lets just say, it is within the last two year, that God began to show me that even while things can feel like they are happened to you..... perhaps God is allowing them to happen for you. For …
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Several years ago, I was lent a book written by Kim Meeder. I instantly fell in love. With her, her heart, her ministry and the stories she so generously shared. I quickly engulfed them all... some dozen or so. Then, I was blessed with the opportunity to visit her ranch. To sit across from …
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