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Childhood Church Communion

Even as the new pastor served communion for the first time in my childhood church where my father has served during two different times of his life, he invited two former pastors to join him in this significant event. We watched over 50 years of servanthood history offer communion together, and it was meaningful to see family and faith in such a beautiful image.



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on Sunday we watched

First Baptist Church of YouTube

(my home childhood church)

as three pastors served

communion together in

decade history

past, present, future

threading connections through time

serving Heaven’s love

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Action Planning Acrostic

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As the year begins, we

Consider all

That we want to accomplish:

Insurmountable

Obstacles

Never-ending

Projects

Loom large

As we stand back

Navigating a path

Negotiating the tasks ahead, asking:

Is it all that insurmountable, really?

Not when there is a structured plan to

Get the wheels turning…….

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For the Sake of the Pig

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My husband’s work sent a Heavenly Ham to us, and with just the two of us and a ham heavier than a lab puppy, I wasn’t quite sure how to make it work before it spoiled. The life of the poor pig weighed heavily enough on my conscience that I set out to be a good steward of all the readying he did before giving his life for our sustenance. I dug up a bag of black eyed peas and carved the meat from the bone, mixing protein and fiber together. It’s in the crock pot today, and it will be ENOUGH to get us through winter Sunday dinners with cornbread.

Ham Haiku

we don’t eat much pork

but for the sake of the pig

we’ll have ham and beans

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Merry Christmas!

Few things give me greater pleasure than walking into the woods to gather Christmas greenery to create our own holiday decorations. On Christmas Eve, my husband and I took a bag and some pruning shears to snip some of nature’s finest fragrant (and free) gifts. As we light the candles to remember our mothers at Christmas dinner today, we celebrate the simple beauty of family, of friends, and of love that transcends this life.

May you find, in all the merriment of the day, true peace in the real reason for the season – the eternal life we have because of Jesus Christ. And the assurance that we will again be joined with those no longer here around our tables in person. That’s the most precious gift of all.