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Just One More Thing: February 2009
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Just One More Thing. Monday, February 2, 2009. Homeschool Super Hero in training. The lesser known super hero "Super Dog" Maybe not as fancy as the Batman costume, but what an imagination! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Big Beer House Brew. Chief End Of Man.
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Just One More Thing: March 2009
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Just One More Thing. Wednesday, March 18, 2009. On that note, I will leave for now by sharing this bit of information. And that's all for now. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Big Beer House Brew. Chief End Of Man.
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Just One More Thing: January 2008
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Just One More Thing. Thursday, January 31, 2008. I am a Daughter! I have really been struggling over the past couple of months to see myself as a daughter. You may be thinking "What the heck are you talking about? Of course you're a daughter with two loving parents! Well, yes that is true I have two wonderful earthly parents who love me very much and show it in so many ways, but I have something that is even better than that. a Heavenly Father who loves me beyond measure. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Just One More Thing: February 2010
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Just One More Thing. Saturday, February 6, 2010. Will I Ever Learn? As I read Exodus, I keep thinking how strange it is that the people of Israel become inconvenienced and immediately start saying "If only you had left us in Egypt." They just seem stupid, and oblivious to the provisions and blessings from God. Suddenly I realized 'I'm just as stupid as them'. When I am annoyed or inconvenienced I start asking "Why is this my life? Or saying "If only (insert circumstance or person's name). Chief End Of Man.
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Just One More Thing: December 2007
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Just One More Thing. Thursday, December 27, 2007. A Wii for Mii. That's right, you read it correctly. I got the season's most desired gift from hubby. What does this mean? It means that today most of the muscles on the right side of my body are in terrible pain. I have wanted a Wii for a while, but definitely didn't think I would be getting one anytime soon. It is the BEST gift ever! Sunday, December 23, 2007. I laughed so hard I cried. I am so proud of him (and so glad we didn't forget our camera)!
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Just One More Thing: A Poem by Ella Conrad Cowherd
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Just One More Thing. Friday, January 8, 2010. A Poem by Ella Conrad Cowherd. I'm too tired to trust and too tired to pray,. Said one, as the over-taxed strength gave way. The one conscious thought by my mind possessed,. Is, oh, could I just drop it all and rest. Will God forgive me, do you suppose,. If I go right to sleep as a baby goes,. Without an asking if I may,. Without every trying to trust and pray? Will God forgive you? Think back, dear heart,. When language to you was an unknown art,. While on H...
oceans: July 2013
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These oceans of thoughts,out of my head and into the universe. Jul 1, 2013. Anyway, my thoughts were so preoccupied with the news that I couldn't think of one dang thing to say that wasn't related to the big news. But now the news is out to family and friends and even Facebook, so I can feel free to write about whatever I'm thinking about. That's what's been going on with me for the past 8 weeks. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Faith, Fiction, Motherhood and More. I will walk with you. Just one more thing.
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These oceans of thoughts,out of my head and into the universe. May 20, 2015. So, what's been going on? Ok, well I wish I could write more but as of now I'm getting the urge to erase this. so, I'm going to post it before I do. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Faith, Fiction, Motherhood and More. I will walk with you. Just one more thing. My sister, Darb. Happy in the spring. View my complete profile. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
oceans: July 2012
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These oceans of thoughts,out of my head and into the universe. Jul 16, 2012. Do I believe that the original text was truth but man has made error in translation over these many years? What parts are valid for today? What parts were cultural and for a specific time? I ponder these things and then must put them on the shelf to look at later. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Faith, Fiction, Motherhood and More. I will walk with you. Just one more thing. My sister, Darb. Happy in the spring.
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Just One More Thing: August 2010
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Just One More Thing. Thursday, August 12, 2010. Not much has changed. Still waiting for my little girl to come home. could be any time now. There's a court hearing next week so we're praying that we get some good news. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Big Beer House Brew. Chief End Of Man.
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As a creative, I perform well for others. I’ve learned to practice and be excellent, how to stand and present, and how to bow in humility when my role is complete. But not anymore. I am who I am with all my fears and failures . a part of the great creative process of God that is life. Favorite soup . a short story for kids. Kirsten said I shouldn’t write autobiographical stories that scare Ben. Sarah wondered what the moral of the story is . guess it’s up to you. Nov 27, 2009 4:07:14 PM. There’s nothing ...
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Tuesday, December 23, 2014. They Are Always Surprising Me. I was listening to my boys talk tonight as I sat on my bed. As they played in their room I caught a whiff of conversation:. Lincoln: I was born in Two Thousand Twelve! Cooper: I was born in Two Thousand Pie! Lincoln, do you know what Pie is? It's a number between 3 and 4! Where did you learn that? Cooper: Uhhh. I don't know. I just know it! Obviously, he isn't learning his math skills from his mother. Lincoln: I was born in Two Thousand Boom Boom!
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Embracing Imperfection One Day at a Time. Middot; Emotional Well Being. Middot; Mental Health. Middot; Recovering Perfectionist. Middot; Women Over 50. The Journey of Self Care. November 25, 2016. November 26, 2016. Middot; Recovering Perfectionist. Middot; Women Over 50. Sunlight Through the Fog. November 19, 2016. Middot; Recovering Perfectionist. Middot; Women Over 50. On Meeting Vivian Howard! November 7, 2016. November 7, 2016. 8220;I had to leave Deep Run before I learned how special this part of t...
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Getting Rid of the Crap. My Own Kind of Homeschooler. Sunday, December 25, 2011. Blessed Feast of the Nativity! And Mary treasured all these things and pondered them in her heart". The Christ Child's Lullaby. My love, my pride, my treasure oh. My wonder new and pleasure oh. My son, my beauty, ever You. Who am I to bear You here? The cause of talk and tale am I. The cause of greatest fame am I. The cause of proudest care on high. To have for mine, the King of all. And though You are the King of all. And t...
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Chronicles Of A Journey To Liberty. Grab the RSS feed. Word smith 1. an expert in the use of words. Posted by Bill Filed under Musings. My wife is pretty amazing. She gets tripped up on numbers … and technology is definitely not her thing. Other than those two, however, she’s pretty good at everything she puts her mind to – kids, crafts, history, trivia. A list of her abilities would take up a post all by itself. But, truthfully, words […]. Class="thumbnail" alt="img" width="240px" height="100px"/. A few...
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Confessions of the Conformed. Just another WordPress.com weblog. September 23, 2012. I can remember watching that commercial when I was about ten years old and mocking that statement. How could an emotion cause physical pain? But in the moments when I don’t get it, when nothing makes sense, when I don’t know the answers, I have to go back to what I know about the Lord and His character and His love for me. When questions like, Why would the Lord be ok with me being sad and in pain? Rivers in the desert,.
