St. Croix. Hurricane Maria. 100+ mph wind. A 2×10 piece of lumber and a palm tree. My neighbor’s daughter took this photo. I can’t stop looking at it.
In a split second, this tree was withstanding the onslaught of a storm and then, without warning it was pierced by a plank of wood. The wood did not shatter the tree. The tree stands. It is split down the middle, and will never be the same; but it still stands.
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Transition: the process or an instance of changing from one form, state, activity, or place to another. Easy? Hardly. And right now, it seems that everyone and everything I know is in some form of transition.
The country – what is happening to us? How long has this transition been going on and keep reading here
So, I’m trying to think what to put on social media for my upcoming anniversary. I’m not good with those posts. Everyone else writes such glowing tributes to their spouse and I love to read them, but I always feel like my words fall short.
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This has been an exceptional month for me! I’ve had the privilege of spending all, or part, of nineteen days with one or more of my grandchildren. There’s only one word to describe how I feel: blessed. Yes. Blessed.
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On Friday and Saturday I was privileged to attend the wedding ceremonies of two couples where both the bride and groom each love the Lord more than the they love the person to whom they vowed to spend the rest of their lives as husband and wife.
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Marcia Furrow 