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A couple of weeks ago, Doug and I drove 2 hours north to meet the prospective buyer of our boat.  We arrived early to make sure it was clean.  It's amazing how dusty and dirty a boat can get floating all alone in a marina. As I sat on the comfortable seat cushions, I saw …

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Jesus in a “to go” cup

August 30, 2020, our little country church, opened it's doors for in person worship.  It was the first time since the advent of coronavirus shut downs.  I was excited and went knowing it would be different. It was different.  And odd, and a little uncomfortable.  We sat socially distanced, of course.  Hugs didn't happen.  We …

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