... in this book. It is a must read for anyone. He is simply talking about how to live loved. And he describes how Jesus did that just that throughout the New Testament. It is beautiful and has left me once ... an infinite God can possibly love. Our only choice is whether or not to LIVE loved, trusting that his eye is on us and that he can work out in us everything he desires.That is the challenge of life ...

Teddy loved our Thanksgivings. I LOVE this! he says in his Teddy (nearly a year old) language. All this great setting up stuff, everybody upstairs moving things around. Some great smells going on. Wow, get a load of that turkey, that could be a real treat for somebody. More and more people come, great! I don't jump up on people though, as usual, I go a bit overboard on the greeting. ...

"A house once loved can never be lost. Never. Sold, yes. Moved out of. But not left behind. The house builds itself somehow into your tissues. It's floor plan, the color of it's walls, it's smell of fir and candied orange peel at Christmas, the summer light banding the kitchen floor, the chill of September that strokes its way up under your nightgown when you throw back the covers ...

Willow loved our woodstove. Every time she came in she would run to the stove. Even on warmish days she would snuggle up and do this great stretchy thing when anyone walked by. As if to say," See me , I'm cute". Ahh, Willow we miss you so much. Our back in the woods neighbor Chuck said it probably wasn't a fisher but coyotes. He shot one and winged another. Jake got some ...

Lifestrand is an online resource in which users are provided with a free space to share pieces of memories about loved ones that have passed away. The idea is to come up with something akin to an online memorial, and let their stories live on forever. In that way, you can host data such as photographs and selected texts on a page of its own, and you can let those that you want access it, ...

I loved her, immediately. It was June 26, 1996. From behind the pulpit her voice reverberated in the sanctuary. She was compelling. I had looked long for a woman like her in my mother, my teachers, and the school nurse. But those women weren’t as welcoming as her. She embraced me. read more