
I am because I AM

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Behold

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Masks of Men

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The Importance of a Sassy Cat and a Dirty Couch

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Realizing the Connection

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Use Your Life Words

“I can’t get sick.”
“I can’t get sick.”
“I can’t get sick.”
I sat in the passenger seat of our old burnt-orange Chevy reciting these words under my breath as my step-dad drove me to the bus stop. At the time, we lived out in the country off of County Road 76 on about an acre of land in an inviting baby-blue house we built from the ground up with a huge wrap-around porch and an unobstructed view of the mountains. Home. The sweet smell of country air. (Or perhaps not so sweet with the smells of algae-infested irrigation and the ripe manure from the sheep farm a few miles up the road, but even smells like that become a comfort when you grow up with them.) The piping of the sandpipers and the silvery song of the meadowlarks and red-wing blackbirds on their precarious cattail perches. The ankle-grabbing acre field of alfalfa that separated my house from my friend two lots down. On summer nights when it was time to go home, we would run like mad across that field in the dark rather than going the little bit of extra distance to walk down the driveway to the road. That alfalfa was extra grabby in the dark.
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What Forgiveness Looks Like

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Here Not There

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The Cliffs of Peace

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Because God Said So

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