Reaching for the Robe

I'm on a journey with a set destination. Heaven! I want to journey well and bless those traveling alongside me. I don't want to sit - I want to make progress - everyday. But I know, I must feel the brush of His Robes, or I'll never make the climb. This blog will chronicle my journey, but more importantly, it will share my moments of reaching for the Robes of Christ.

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

...and this is your Kingdom...

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 He'd walk into our house with a smile so bright it made you realize, life just got better. His greeting was for everyone in th...
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Wednesday, August 26, 2015

The Monkeys are out of the Barrel

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 In my childhood, i played often with a "Barrel of Monkeys". They were well-behaved, plastic monkeys of red,...
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Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Walking away...

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 Polished shoes under kacky slacks, broad shoulders hold his shirt in just the right ways. He's tall and strong and steady when...
Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Tamar and the Tree

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He was an angry man, but he spoke not of it. When the assault came to his sister, he held himself steady, began plotting, and...
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