The Gifts of Nature

Just call me Doctor Dolittle.  In the last two weeks, I have had the pleasure of being fluttered by two butterflies.  I have crossed paths with two bunny rabbits.  I have been up close and personal with two deer and witnessed a third nursing her two fawns.  I’m afraid to say it, but to see it on paper, this sounds less like Dr. Dolittle, and more like Noah’s Ark.   In either case, it is quite remarkable. Yes, I know, this nature has always been here.  It was here long before me, and God willing, it will be here long after. …

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Hope in Rainbows

“Think of me and smile” was one of my senior quotes.  I’d forgotten it but was reminded as I and my kids were looking through our yearbooks together.  They seemed to enjoy getting to know me between those pages. While they looked at mine, I looked at theirs.  I get the pleasure of knowing them as my kids, but there’s so much I don’t know and so much I don’t get to see of them as they live more and more of their time away from me.  How fascinating to see the comments of their friends, and to see the…

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Every Problem Comes Bearing Its Own Solution

Years ago while attending church, we decided to sit on the right side instead of the left. After some time, I noticed my 3-year-old looking around. Just then, he asked, “Is this our new church?” It took me a minute to understand. After all, couldn’t he recognize all the sights and sounds that seemed so familiar to me? But then it occurred to me that for him, things looked different from where he was sitting. This simple change had provided a new prospective. Already at 3 years of age, he understood that even while sitting in the same situation, under…

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