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Flattened by Overuse

Wait–No, I don’t mean a squished-down pillow or rug. I’m talking about overused words. See, lately I’ve heard myself saying “I love…” about practically everything. I love this song! I love your dress! I love that house! I love pizza! … Continue reading

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What I Put Up With

Disclaimer: No marriages were harmed in composing this post. Date night! What to wear? I wouldn’t doll up much. Formals are nice and all, but this was a regular ol’ local date, not some big snazzy do in Dallas. After … Continue reading

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For the “Season of Love”

I recently re-read a familiar little story that seems to fit this “season of love.” You can read it here, in the Gospel of Luke. It tells about that time Jesus stopped by the home of his friends–three siblings–in the … Continue reading

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“Real Talk” — Really.

“Real Talk” for Women, the flyer at church said. The evening gathering would be the first of its kind. The flyer went on, Real Talk. Real Conversation. Real Women. To be honest, I wasn’t optimistic. In fact, I almost didn’t … Continue reading

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A Reputation Not Your Own

“Grow up!” Back in the first century, the apostle Paul wrote a really long letter to the church in Corinth. If I had to sum up the sixteen chapters in two words, I’d say he was telling them to Grow … Continue reading

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Can You REALLY “Hate the Sin, Love the Sinner?”

Maybe I should start by defining my terms. Sin: “transgression of divine law” Sinner: Anyone who sins. In short, “human beings.” All of us. Why do I say all of us sin? We humans tend to think we know best. … Continue reading

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