When “I do” has nothing to do with marriage

When “I do” has nothing to do with marriage

If I told you that’s the moment I ran out of that church and down the street until a stranger in a red Ford Bronco pulled over and said climb in, I would be lying. I wasn’t that brave. I looked into the kind brown eyes of the man who loved me and I said I do. I do take this man, tears of laughter streaming down my face.

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Learning to see with less

Learning to see with less

Not having enough becomes a mantra, a creed, an ode – and you hear it everywhere – in church when the shove the basket toward your father, in your home, your friend’s homes, businesses, relatives, the women in line at the bank with small pieces of paper, numbers not adding up to need.

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The Burdens & Joys of Stewardship

The Burdens & Joys of Stewardship

A year ago I was sitting poolside with a beautiful woman my age who was raising her grandson, because her son had died.  I marveled at her love and commitment, and I remember telling her I couldn’t do what she was doing.

“You could do it, she said, trust me, you have no idea how strong you are until the time comes.” Then, I never thought my time would come.

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Angels Have Been Assigned to You

Angels Have Been Assigned to You

And I know the whole night Makena was with my father she didn’t see his racism, his privilege, or the young boy who had lost his mother at five years old. She didn’t have his history.
She just saw the soul of him.

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