practicing His presence
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The Waiting of Wednesday
Wednesday morning came. We aren’t sure what Jesus did, but He awoke in Bethany again. Perhaps He had breakfast with His dearest friends. A long slow meal, His last with these friends who had followed Him these three years. Listened. Followed. Loved. And, oh, He loved them, too. He knew they didn’t fully understand what Continue reading
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Oh, Be Careful Little Feet Where You Go
A few weeks ago, I was sitting on the back porch with my second cup of coffee in hand. I was practicing His presence, poorly though, I must admit. Struggling to resist distractions, I closed my eyes and committed to stay. Feeling the breeze, I acknowledged the Spirit within me, and my heart calmed. I Continue reading
Angi Aymond 