Our Stories Unleashed

Circle of Support

Last week, Steve and I traded in the heat of Fort Worth for the muggy beauty of Pass Christian Mississippi – pretty comparable temperature wise, yet with a gentle breeze off the bay of St Louis.Two weeks before we left, I convinced Steve to ride bikes with me. And while the idea was awesome, I didn’t have the ability to match his pace or his endurance. While he was very kind about it, I was quite disappointed. Over the next week or so, I added running and biking to my morning...

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Abundant Provision

Many moons ago, HC Maples gave me a blackberry cane. Since I don’t trust my gardening abilities, I planted it next to my back door so I would remember to water it. Within a few years, the brambles took over the sidewalk, covering the path to our back yard.   The next year, we moved a few slips to a narrow fence row near our garage. Once again, the blackberries flourished. They grew, multiplied, and provided more fruit than we could imagine. Last year, we had berries in the...

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Immeasurably More

Sometimes I tell myself a story. Usually, it is a story where I am the underdog, misunderstood, and finally the hero. Today, my morning started with a story. Changes at our granddaughter’s school left a gap for my mind to race to extremes, to have mental conversations with people not present, and to triumph as the savior of the day. The stories I tell myself include a minimum amount of truth, a high level of emotion, and a naïve telling of the story.  Missing is the...

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