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{confession}

they tell me to turn my eyes upon Jesus,but his is a face I cannot see.What color are your eyes, Lord?Do you like to smile, or do the burdens of this worldmake you weep?Do you have scars on your face, or just on your hands?Do you look like your Mother Mary?Do your features expose your …

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{what i’d like to be}

I’d like to be the mattress that you lay against each night,the sunbeams in your window that wake you up each morning,the mug full of coffee that you hold between your hands,the water you shower under, falling over your sturdy frame, the flannel that you love that wraps around you all day long,the seat-belt that …

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Peony season.

Peony season. A brief period, typically 7-10 days. If you blink, you could miss it. But catch a peony, or better yet, a bush full of peonies in bloom, and you are in for a real treat. Billowy, soft, delicate, lush, glorious alone or when bunched together and displayed in a vase. My Mom’s peonies …