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You Need What You Get

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You Need What You Get

First of all, read my September 3rd post called “Taz”.  It’s important for you to see her picture before reading this.

OK, you read it, right?
Here’s what happened this weekend.

We had to put Taz down one week ago Saturday.  Bud and I were grieving over this inevitable prospect, but couldn’t bring ourselves to act on it, so Bud said, “Let the vet decide.” This way it wouldn’t be “our fault”. If you’ve had to put a pet down you loved, you ...

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The Evangelist

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The Evangelist

It was one of those events I volunteered to attend in case it was a good idea.  Have you ever tried a
new food or recipe on the chance that you’ll love it?  That’s what this dinner was like:  a group of Christian bikers having a meet-and-eat at an inexpensive restaurant.  A member of their group had visited our church and we connected because of our Harleys.  We were invited to join them that week, and we agreed to go.  ...

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Taz

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Taz

She just lay there in her own mess – calm, not even trying to clean herself up.  And the last thing I am is calm.  Not agitated, but not at peace, because how do I know if it’s time – the inevitable while we’ve watched her grow more feeble, eating less, walking on wobbly legs.  Lord knows she’s had a long, full life as one of our two-legged and four-legged family.

Yesterday for a few hours she was like an ancient ...

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Pre-School Out-of-Control

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Pre-School Out-of-Control

The last ten months, while writing and editing my book, Uncensored Prayer, God and I have taken some Life Graduate School classes together.  The fall semester began two weeks ago for local kids, and my compassionate, mothering God informed me I am enrolled in Pre-School Out-of-Control.  Frustration is starting to take over my life, and yesterday I realized I’m in deep doo-doo.

The last few weeks, someone dear to me has called several times at wit’s end, his life in a ...

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Late, But Right On Time

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Late, But Right On Time

I started writing my book, Uncensored Prayer, about forty years ago.  At the time, the idea of a book didn’t exist.  I wrote poems – my dairy – meant for no one else to read.  Words were solace, a vent, a safe black hole where feelings and thoughts went in and never came out.  Too many times, words had been used as a weapon against me, backed up by actions against which I had no defense.  But in poetry, it ...

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