“Miracle Girl”

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“You can understand why I’m a believer. I have seen miracles.” ~Ben Carson When I sent out my newsletter with a giveaway celebrating my new book, These Healing Hills and invited readers to share stories about a time in their lives when they felt a special touch from the Lord, I was sure I would receive some amazing stories of …

A Story of God’s Love

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“Trust the past to God’s mercy, the present to God’s love, and the future to God’s providence.” ~Augustine I sent out a newsletter last week to help celebrate my new book, These Healing Hills.  I nearly always offer a chance for readers to win something in a giveaway in my newsletters. (If you didn’t get the newsletter and would like …

Once in a Lifetime Eclipse

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I’m late with this post. I’ve been late with everything this week since I went off to play last weekend at Cumberland Lake on Sunday and then to watch the eclipse – the total eclipse – at South Union Shaker village on Monday. How could I not go to that opportunity? A total eclipse and a chance to tour the …

Nature’s Hidden Marvels

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Poetry is a fresh morning spiderweb telling a story of moonlight hours of weaving and waiting during a night. (Carl Sandburg) Can you see the spiderweb attached to the purple seed heads of the grass here? I went out one morning last week and there were dozens, perhaps even hundreds of webs scattered throughout the grass in the hayfield. That …

A Stormy Day

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Summertime always brings a few storms. I was just about to go out and pick my blackberries before the birds ate them all and check whether the varmints had been back after the tomatoes, when the sky started getting dark and even began rumbling at me. Not to be deterred, I picked the blackberries anyway since the thunder was simply …