trust
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Re-fine

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Deep

I’ve spent a lot of time these last few years in the deep water, spiritually speaking. This is a place where any illusion of control melts away and a person finds herself riding waves, bobbing, desperately scanning for boats, floating, treading water, and sometimes sinking. I’m not a strong swimmer, either in actual water or…
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Lion

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Tread
In yoga, savasana brought me to the awareness of my deep-water faith experience yet again. In His kindness, Jesus threw me a little floatie out there because He could see I was not resting or walking or floating. I was flailing. While I caught my breath there in the obviously-made-for-a-child floatie, He let me have…
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Spring

If you live where I live, you’re seeing everything in bloom. In my tiny yard alone: forsythia, tulips, hosta, dogwood, phlox, azalea, and even dandelions. In my neighborhood, baby leaves are peeping out and growing more with each day, making a welcome canopy of sunlit apple green overhead. And everyone is smiling: all of this…
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Float

I have a new spiritual discipline, and it is called “Real Housewives of NYC.” I’ve been spending a bit more time with Bethenny and the girls, as well as the cast of “Nobodies”, and Vivian Howard, from “A Chef’s Life.” Time spent in front of the television has been a semi-purposeful spiritual practice for me…
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Not the Farmer

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Farmer

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Will

It was a repeat mammogram appointment, and as the ultrasound technician wordlessly went over and over the same spot on my right breast, I was getting worried. After probably seven minutes of looking at the same piece of ceiling tile, I inhaled and exhaled audibly, and the tech asked if I was okay. “I’m fine,”…
