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In the Midst of the Breeze

On any given day, there is a breeze blowing somewhere. Sometimes the breeze is cool, sometimes the breeze is warm, and sometimes the breeze is down right hot or cold. Sometimes the breeze catches our breath and takes us back to another time, a happy time, and sometimes the breeze brings tears to our eyesContinue reading “In the Midst of the Breeze”

A Small Still Voice

This evening, as I took my walk around our local track, something or someone spoke to me. No, it was not my husband’s voice or that of the folks walking laps. It was a small still voice that felt like it came from my heart. It is almost as if, my heart had an ideaContinue reading “A Small Still Voice”