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Were the Wise Men Real?
So, were the Magi real? Hard to say. Maybe – just maybe – we should give them the benefit of the doubt. What does it mean to be “real” anyway? Perhaps the Magi are as real as real gets. After all, when you stop to think about it, there are a lot of people in…
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Seeds of Joy
I brought my tree down to the shoreThe garland and the silver starTo find my peace and grieve no moreTo heal this place inside my heart On every branch I laid some breadAnd hungry birds filled up the skyThey rang like bells around my headThey sang my spirit back to life One tiny child can…
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Peace
I’m willing to bet that if I asked you to define the word peace, I’d get a variety of answers. In fact, I probably wouldn’t hear the same definition twice. We use the word peace to mean lots of different things, don’t we? If I asked you, “What’s the opposite of war, you’d probably answer…
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The Advent Candle of Hope: Hope is a Verb
In the season of Advent, we are invited to intentionally pay attention – to watch and wait – when we steadily light more candles each week in anticipation of the Light of God coming into this world. As much as this season is about preparing for Christmas – or even counter-culturally the return of Christ…
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My Bucket List
Life goes by so fast and there are things we want to do and places we want to see so we make a list, whether mentally or on a physical list. Maybe we have dreamed about doing something as wild as skydiving, white-water rafting or as simple as flying in a plane for the first…
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A Light in My Darkness
In my life journey I have encountered individuals whose goal in their life was to make my life miserable. I think we call them bullies. These individuals go out of their way to find ways to heap pain on their target, both physical and emotional without caring about the damage they do. I spent a…
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The Gift
When we moved from Corpus Christi to Pasadena, Texas in 1962, we left all our family behind. The fourth Christmas in 1964 was like all the others. Chris, Tim and I would ride our bikes down to the south end of Dewberry Lane to watch for that very familiar aqua blue 1958 Chevrolet station wagon.…
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The Day I Took Fight
My mom practically raised six kids on her own. As I have shared before our dad was a Merchant Marine. Dad went around the world seven times in both directions. While he experienced exotic countries and cities mom lived a life that was filled with difficult times. She managed this even when she was sick,…
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A Wish and a Tragedy
In April 1965 the Hickey family’s adventure on Dewberry Lane came to an end. The house at 2103 was for sale and the Hickey’s could not afford to buy it. So, we moved to 1216 Trimm Ave on the other side of the Strawberry and became renters, again. I was so upset that we were…
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The Moment
I joined the Sam Rayburn High School Choir my junior year for the wrong reason. There was a girl, same reason I started going to church, that I was interested in dating. The only problem was she ended up in the girl’s chorus, and I was put in Concert Choir. The choirs DID NOT meet…
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