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Our story of hope and restoration by His grace, our everyday life with Christ, and raising an autistic child.

  1. My Staircase

    by , 10-22-2013 at 02:36 PM (
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Size:  7.1 KB I could hardly pick my foot up off the step. The more I tried, the more I was met with an even stronger resistance. I looked behind me once again to take a glance at the long, dark spiral staircase below that I had already conquered and knew this present step would soon be numbered with its counterparts behind me. The thought alone gave me the motivation to master the task.

    It seemed only yesterday I had placed my foot on that first step. It was ...
  2. Identity Theft

    by , 07-06-2013 at 10:14 PM (
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Size:  8.2 KBYour room was positioned down a long, darkened hallway. You sat still inside, perhaps unable to move, but your smile and the light in your eyes let me know that the real you was still in there. I can sometimes only wonder what your life was like before you graced this place. You told me your name, but your speech was so garbled I could hardly understand your response. Perhaps you weren't even able to tell me your name, but it was posted on a piece of art, faded in ...
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  3. Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

    by , 04-29-2013 at 02:11 AM (
    At first glance, I thought “What a mess! Lord if you can do anything with this...”

    I awoke this morning to the sound of my teenager opening the door to go check the mail as he was anxiously awaiting the arrival of a package that contained a game he had ordered. Oh, to be that way again. When my world involved carefree playing, socializing with friends, and time itself seemed to crawl as I anticipated an event, or like him, the arrival of something my life would just simply end ...
  4. Held Captive

    by , 04-04-2013 at 07:58 PM (
    I remember the day when I was a young girl and something caught a hold of my heart, perhaps bred by insecurity, and became my comfort as I acted on it, led captive to its land of fear. It wasn't a place for me. God had a better place for me.

    I was not alone in my exile. God's children are held captive everyday, hopelessly devoted to the bondage of debt, fears, lusts, substances with empty promises, addictions, and our blind adoration to things we label as entertainment. We convince ...
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  5. His Little Girl

    by , 02-24-2013 at 11:13 PM (
    With her dark curly hair laying close to her neck and maybe even a little scruffy from a day at play, she composed herself enough to sing a song to her Daddy. The words seemed to be made up as she went because of her overwhelming excitement at his arrival, but maybe they were really thought out and a complete rendition of what was truly in her heart. She finally had his attention and he certainly had all of hers. Since I wasn't there, I can imagine my beautiful niece had a pretend microphone ...
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