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Bloom Where You’re Planted

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Bloom where you are planted.  It’s the best way to get your beauty noticed. . . and to keep from getting mowed over.  😉 Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.  

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Let the Chips Fall Where They May

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When I was a small child, I used to play in the back yard with a friend named Benji. I don’t remember much about Benji. We moved away when I was 6. I remember even less about Benji’s dad. But there was one incident involving Benji and his father that has always stuck with me.

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Ragweeds In My Brain

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I woke up this morning with weeds growing in my brain.  Saturday mornings are a time when I sleep in a little bit, and if I am not careful, the weeds can take hold while I lay in bed contemplating the day.  When I feel the weeds growing, I know it’s time to crawl out

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Life Near the Trash Can

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Flies!  I hate ’em.   They really know how to mess up a lunch at the park.  Buzzing around, landing on my hamburger, gnawing on my fries, sipping on my straw, they drive me crazy!  Where did all these flies come from anyway?  I can only assume they’ve been breeding on the junk thrown in the

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Driven

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I was in an upscale shopping center.  An out-door mall of sorts with parking in the middle and shops on each side.  The parking lot was full of BMWs, Mercedes, and Lexuseseses.  (I’m not sure how to pronounce, much less write the plural of “Lexus.”)  I even spotted a Jaguar and a Porche.  Clearly, not

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Buggy at Heart

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There were two bugs in our house this morning. Well, maybe even more than two, but two that I noticed. One was a dead butterfly someone had brought in and laid on the counter. The other was a live moth that most likely flew right on in, uninvited.  Both were in the kitchen when I got

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Two Questions

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I heard this morning that Christopher Hitchens (famous atheist, author, and journalist) has terminal cancer.  With respect, I would ask him and others with similar beliefs two simple questions: When you get to the edge of space, the very end of the universe, and you take one more step, what is beyond the edge? When

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Call Me A Dog

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My dog stares at my while I eat.  She has no manners, no pride, and no sense of shame.  She unabashedly stares and begs, watching my every move, hoping I might, by some act of particular mercy or grace, offer her a small tidbit for her eternally empty stomach.  It’s very annoying. Why does she

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The Privileges of Marriage

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On the news this morning, I heard a story about a judge who had ruled that the people of California were in error when they voted that same-sex marriage was unlawful.  I know this may not be typical content for my blog, but I can’t help but write a few thoughts about it.  As I

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