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Not Just In My Dreams
I have a recurring dream. It’s never quite the same dream, but this one component is always present: a snake bites me, and I try frantically to shake him off me, his fangs clinging fast to my arm, his body flailing. Today, I woke up with this dream wreaking havoc in my brain. Again. Walking to make… Continue reading
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The Probability of Unknown: 100%
We all live in the unknown. Oh, we may fool ourselves into thinking our lives are mapped out. We set goals for ourselves in all areas of our lives. Financial. Career. Children. Health. Retirement. But the unknown-ness of this world still finds us. It found me. I’m sitting here on a table, pecking away on my… Continue reading
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And Then There Was Sunday!
Sunday broke the deafening silence of Saturday. Not just that Saturday, but all of my silent Satidays of the soul. Yours, too. Sunday’s light shined into the darkness. Not just the darkness of the tomb, but all of my darkness since. Yours, too. Sunday morning changed mourning into joy. Not just for Jesus’ first followers,… Continue reading
Angi Aymond 