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I Don’t Want Boaz

My mom mentioned something about a woman talking about waiting for her Boaz. And I said, “Why does everybody want Boaz? Wasn’t he much older than Ruth?” So I went back and read Ruth, and yes. Boaz was much older than Ruth. How much older? We don’t know, but enough to call her a young woman. […]

That Roller Coaster Feeling

I don’t like riding roller coasters. They’re scary. I’ve only been on 2 roller coasters, and both times was because I caved into peer pressure. My friends threatened to ditch me if I didn’t ride with them. Kids can be so cruel. You know what it is that scares me? The ride begins to climb. You […]

Neverending Storms, Neverending God

I’ve been trying to process a conversation I had with someone I hadn’t seen in many years. I think it would make a great story or a nice post if only I can figure out the lesson. I want to share it, but not leave it where it left me. The conversation forced me to […]

Surrender to God

There’s a recurring theme in my bad dreams. A bad guy is chasing me. So I try to escape. I would climb over fences or climb rooftops, but the fences and roofs never end. There would be another fence to climb over, another roof to pull myself onto. Meanwhile, I’m running out of time. And […]

Tiny Boat, Big Storm

I shuddered a final sob and then He spoke into my heart. I like to think that God speaks in the quiet and the stillness because He takes the time to listen to our fears, doubts, and pains. He waits until we’ve let it all out. But He said, “You’re exactly where I want you […]

Wifey Requirements for Singles

The very first thing I ever cooked were hotdogs, which wasn’t actually cooking since you really only need to heat them through. But I didn’t do that because I was around 7 years old. What would I know, right? So my mom showed me how to cut diagonal slits on the hotdogs, and told me that when […]

What’s Your Mom’s Hobby?

I’ve been trying to figure out what to write about Mother’s Day because – I hope you know this – it’s on Sunday. And it’s going to be crazy in the wazoo. At least in my neck of the woods city because I have to: confirm the performances, remind Ms. J to buy the flowers, coordinate with […]

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