Thankfulness as an Elusive Treasure

  I'm thankful each day. Some of the time. When I'm not tired, hungry, or complaining about something else. I yearn to define myself as an optimist, a positive individual. Instead, I seem to have a natural talent for finding what's wrong with things. Or what might go wrong. Despite my…

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Why I’m Thankful for the Light

I made a huge purchase decision this weekend. In the dark. I couldn't see the car I committed to drive for the next three years. Assuming I knew what I would receive, I signed the contract and drove home. When the light dawned on my mistake the next day, I felt…

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Seizing Joy Amid Life’s Storms

  One might doubt whether more can be said about storms this week, or even how I could mention the topic of joy. Bleary-eyed newscasters continue to report the current path of a seemingly endless hurricane. The stress of the record-breaking wait for Dorian to relent and move away has exhausted…

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Live Delighted: Dance in the Wings

  Delight can prove most challenging when we feel stalled. Others seem to be shining in spotlights and joy, while we seem doomed to linger in the shadows. Despite our hopes of fulfillment, we're stuck in the wings watching others beam with happiness. We seem to churn our days in the…

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Three Ways to Increase Daily Gratitude

Perhaps you know someone who springs from bed with sunshiney brilliance each morning. Filled with natural energy, these people beam with jubilant conversation at the sound of their alarm. Often inclined to sing, they'll bounce into the day like Tigger. I've roomed with these types at conferences, but am not one…

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3 Ways to Make Every Day Thankful

Perhaps you know someone who springs from bed with sunshiney brilliance each morning. Filled with natural energy, these people beam with jubilant conversation at the sound of their alarm. Often inclined to sing, they'll bounce into the day like Tigger. I've roomed with these types at conferences, but am not one…

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A Dare to Live Fully

Blond, pinhead-sized ants stream through paint cracks and drizzle into my cupboards. The flow meanders in and out of visibility, winding up my honey jar and over my open Bible. I brush the trespassers to the chipped tile floor. One creature struggles up onto the Psalms alone.  Defying my efforts to…

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