“I am special. I am special. Please God, please! Don’t let me be normal!” As a fifteen year old naive girl, I had the thrill of playing Louisa in the Carmel Repertory Theater’s presentation of The Fantasticks at the Carmel Gazebo back in 1994. Having never had a lead role…
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A Walk Down Memory Lane
I’m in the middle of a walk. Care to join me? We’re walking down a path called memory lane. I was pushed into the path by a sudden impulse my husband had to clean out the garage. In his great cleaning plan, the 7 giant tubs of photo albums and…
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What makes you laugh?
When I used to work in an office, I loved Dilbert. I had the daily comic on my desk and laughed and laughed. I really do love laughing. A funny movie that makes me laugh usually makes it’s way to the top of my list, even if is has a…
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Do Christians Persevere?
It’s Theology Tuesday, and my NANC Counseling Question today is: Do Christians Persevere? How does this impact counseling? __________________________________________________ Before I dive into this, however, I should briefly discuss the definition of “Christian.” Recently, a friend was offended when my daughter asked why she didn’t want to be a…
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Getting a Shot that Lasts Longer Than a Moment
I just finished reading The Gospel and Personal Evangelism by Mark Dever. It’s a quick, powerful read that gives you a good shot in the arm. Shots don’t usually feel good at the time. My two year old is way behind on his vaccinations, a topic that I don’t really…
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What are you thinking about?
What do you think about abortion? What do you think about homelessness? What do you think about the end times? What do you think about the environment? What do you think about organic produce? What do you think about social networking? What do you think about dogs? What do you…
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A Golden Friendship
We ran a lot of errands yesterday, and at one point in the car, my 5 YO boy randomly said, “Mommy, if I ever get a golden trophy, you know, a gold trophy, for maybe winning a race or something, I will give it to Joey. He’s my very best…