My Ramblings
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if wishes could come true
I’m a realist. I’m so objective that our very first year of marriage I released Roy from the obligation of roses, chocolates and niceties on Valentine’s and anniversaries. But then, every once in a while, excess estrogen foams to the surface and I slip into wishful thinking. Today is one of those days. So, here Read more
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do you see red or green?
When Sky came along, it was Roy’s turn to play stay-at-home parent. Every day, they spent time in anticipation of mommy coming home (which made me feel very special). Every day, there’d be a card or a handmade trinket waiting for me. But once in a while, they’d surprise me and personally deliver my gift. Read more
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blessed with a comfy life
This has been a Monday unlike most Mondays–minimal emails to answer; the meeting that I expected to last an hour was done in five minutes; found things I was looking for in half the usual time; and fixed dinner in less than 20 minutes: Romano crusted chicken, angel hair pasta, french bread with a balsamic Read more
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lifebox zero
The side of my bed represents the chaos in my life: Everything I may possibly need absolutely has to be right there, within easy access–a cup of tea, my crochet, bills, a giant bottle of Vicks, the books I’m reading, papers related to work, at least three versions of the Bible, yummy snacks, Mr. Kitty’s Read more
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turn-the-other-cheek, Tyndale style
Right now I feel like God’s step child. And here’s the why behind it. About a month ago, I wrote this review of Tyndale’s new devotional Bible, In His Image. Outrightly blunt, I pretty much told all my readers not to buy the devotional Bible. Worse yet, I strongly implied that they should instead purchase Read more
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survival with the spirit
Some years ago I watched a National Geographic show about prairie dogs. When a female prairie dog has a litter of pups, she needs plenty of nourishment and stamina. The pups are forever hungry and demand more and more milk every day. Understandably, the larger the litter, the greater the demand on the mother. So Read more
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looking back on missionary life
Banepa, Nepal, May 2005. Since our first week in Nepal when we woke up to a bomb, our days have overflowed with adventure and blessings, trials and tears. With every turn we have felt the fire of the Holy Spirit melting and molding us into everything but what we thought we ought to be and Read more
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imaginary conspiracy
He hobbled into the library, arms loaded with mail, and plopped in the armchair next to the me. Between rubbing his eyes, cleaning his super thick eyeglasses, he began scrutinizing every piece of mail. Something was obviously wrong with his eyes. Him: I woke up this morning and I couldn’t see. I couldn’t read the Read more
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want my Ur
Today, the day before I turn 48, sitting in the Motor Vehicles Administration, I realized it’s been over four long years since I moved to Southern Oregon. A serendipitous calling brought me here and a painful incident a couple of years later had me yearning to go back home, to Maryland. And yet I’m still Read more
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yearning for a lazy Nepali morning
I miss the lazy, long breakfasts in Nepal. I’d hop in the hospital van and ride the pot-holed road to Dhulikhel at 15 miles an hour (which is like driving 120 in the open, paved roads of the Canadian prairies). A fresh pot of tea with slices of ginger brewing in it would be placed Read more
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