Real Lessons from Real Life

A Flea-Bitten Thanksgiving

What happens if we’re not surrounded by full grain bins and root cellars stacked with food, but problems, disappointments, trouble? What if we don’t see blessings…but fleas?

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His Job; His Glory

I might want to produce the fruit of the Spirit in my life but I can’t. I must “dwell” in Him–remain closely attached to the Lord and let Him fill me with the water and nutrients I need.

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God’s Home …and Mine

No major problems, really, but just enough to take the edge off my faith, my joy, my optimism. Honestly, I didn’t expect much when we went to church, but that’s when God seems to do His best work.

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A Feast is Coming

My mother used to say, “Old age isn’t for sissies.” The older I get, the more I realize she was right. Aging is a season of loss: loss of friends, one after another, loss of ability, agility, strength, loss of the things I used to do and enjoy. The latest one came...

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And Perfectionism

What I slowly began to understand is that perfection is a gift, not an achievement. If, by chance, I do happen to do something perfectly, I can enjoy the moment and thank God for it, but should not expect to repeat it.

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The Other Side of the Mountain

I’ve learned you can’t live on a mountain-top, even a good one like that. I also know the Enemy redoubles his efforts when you’ve had such an experience. There’s nothing he likes better than to steal our joy.

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The Little Team that Could

In a year when all the news seems so ugly, it’s wonderful to have some good, honest fun. Stories like Loyola’s are why I watch all those games in the first place.

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Margaret

Margaret Emerson died last week. I’ve been blessed with many friends over my lifetime and loved them all, but few changed my life. Margaret did.

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The Miracle of Love

Jane’s story was so depressing and devoid of hope that I had to set the book aside for a while. Last night, however, I picked it up again, only to discover…a miracle!

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Mrs. Jenkins and Me

I’ll confess I have always been frightened and repulsed by the poor and the outcast…But seeing through eyes of mercy and compassion is a start.

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Saint Betsie

“‘…must tell people what we have learned here,’ (gasped Betsie as she was dying.) ‘We must tell them that there is no pit so deep that He is not deeper still. They will listen to us, Corrie, because we have been here.’” (Corrie ten Boom: “The Hiding Place

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Summer: And The Week That Was!

Back in the sixties, there was a TV comedy show called, “That Was the Week That Was.” We’ve just had such a week…but it wasn’t all that funny. It began with a dog who wouldn’t eat.

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Forever Indeed

I probably wore my hat decorated with pheasant feathers. They were very cool in my new husband’s Pennsylvania of 1962 and I loved mine. In any case, I’m sure I was dressed up that October Sunday—hat, gloves, high heels. That’s how we went to church back then. But underneath all those fancy clothes, I was scared to death.

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