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17September 2013

by: Trish Donohue

There is a Fountain

There is a Fountain. By Trish Donohue William Cowper was an English poet and hymn writer who struggled with mental illness, including suicidal tendencies and paralyzing fears of eternal damnation.  After a particularly terrible episode where he almost succeeded in ending his life, he was ridden with guilt.  Here is the first verse of a hymn he wrote soon after: There is a fountain ...

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28May 2013

by: Ramona Doyle

My name will never be on a keychain...

A mother’s privilege...to provide glimpses of glory in the midst of the mundane Recently, my youngest daughter and I were looking through a rack of those cute little personalized key chains at a local discount store when she made an astute observation. It went something like this. My daughter:  “Mom, my name will never be on a key chain.” Me:  “Probably ...

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21May 2013

by: Trish Donohue

Balance Beam Moms

Moms walk a fine line.  I have one and I am one, so I’m figuring this out. Here is the irony of the situation: Enter a sweet precious baby, formed miraculously in your body and given to you by God.  You are primarily in charge of this new human being.  Make sure he is fed, burped, changed, clothed, and loved.  And make sure you buy the appropriate 965 items from ...

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14May 2013

by: Ramona Doyle

The Best Preparation

A mother’s reflections preparing for disappointment... I remember the excitement finding out we were expecting our first child. I was going to be a mother. We were giddy with excitement. We were eager to tell our friends and family. And we were prepared. We spent several months readying the nursery. We researched the best baby gear and learned all about pregnancy, childbirth, and the care ...

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7May 2013

by: Trish Donohue

Two Ironing Boards

A while ago, my daughter wanted an ironing board for her fifth birthday.  No kidding.  She’d been asking for one for months. So my mother got her one.  It’s a little pink and white ironing board with a pink wooden iron, complete with a cut-out heart.  We set it up in the playroom, figuring she could iron the dress-ups.  But that wasn’t what she had in ...

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30April 2013

by: Gina Flood

Abide

Now there’s a funny little word That’s often said and often heard. It has a meaning all its own It directs the heart and sets the tone. It’s not like “faith” it’s not like “trust” Though to abide those are a must. Abiding is where those both meet Where what we know is given feet To walk this walk of Christian life Through joy and sorrow, ...

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23April 2013

by: Meghan Mellinger

Boundary Lines

Set by God Psalm 16:5-6 “The LORD is my chosen portion and my cup; you hold my lot. The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance.” Lately I’ve been reflecting a lot on the boundary lines that the Lord has placed in my life.  And I have to admit…this reflecting has been because my boundary lines have felt pretty ...

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16April 2013

by: Ramona Doyle

When We Don’t Know How to Pray...

If you are like me, sometimes we need help to pray. Perhaps it’s a long standing situation that we’ve prayed through from every possible angle and have exhausted our words. Perhaps we’ve been praying and praying and praying into a particular issue and we’re not sure if the Lord is saying no, or wait, or something else. Or perhaps it is a situation for which we just ...

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9April 2013

Living Life Empty

Psalm 55:22 "Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you; he will never permit the righteous to be moved."   During one of my devotion times a little while ago, God showed me something I named “living life empty,” which is something I and every Christian should strive to live like. Empty means to be free of worries, fears, or anything that takes up space in your ...

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2April 2013

by: Trish Donohue

The Big White Bible

The giant white bible that lay open on the communion table of the little Baptist church I grew up in was… giant.  The weight of a bowling ball at least.  I’m convinced the reason it never moved was that nobody could lift it.  It had a huge padded cover, lots of pages, and lots of words.  Lots.  The end part was about Jesus—I knew that, and the ...

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