Month: January 2018

A Wooden Spade They Gave to Me

    When I was down beside the sea A wooden spade they gave to me To dig the sandy shore. My holes were empty like a cup. In every hole the sea came up Till it could come no more. Robert Lewis...

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Early Mornings. . .

Productivity experts and uber-awesome moms extol the virtues of waking up early. The quiet, peaceful mornings. The crisp, cool air. The relaxed cup of coffee over Bible reading. I’ve been experimenting with waking up early...

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Teens, Now and Then

  “”Yes,” said the countess when the brightness these young people had brought into the room had vanished; and as if answering a question no one had put but which was always in her mind, “and how much...

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