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I have recently re-discovered 'Out of My Bone', a collection of Joy Davidman's letters throughout her life, to various people; e...
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I have to be honest in admitting that sometimes I’m convinced that humanity thinks of itself in circles. God, and grace, and mercy – they ar...
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Real picture from the 1920's......I love how normal these girls look. Vintage pictures usually have the the super-stylised, quintessenti... -
One word, Ma’am,” he said, coming back from the fire; limping, because of the pain. “One word. All you’ve been saying is quite right, I shou...
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So the event calendar was full for Saturday night as I had not one, but two birthday parties on at the same time...despite the fact that the... -
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It seems that I have developed some kind of fetish/obsession with all things velvet! In the past month, whilst scouring the racks at assorte...
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I have recently re-discovered 'Out of My Bone', a collection of Joy Davidman's letters throughout her life, to various people; e...
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Stumbled across a reminder of my angsty teen years - I had a poster of the following quote up on my wall from the movie Trainspotting (talk ...
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Listened to one of my favourite speakers/preachers today, walking in the rain with my hoodie up and head down to avoid the stinging drops. M...
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Here I am Back stuffed Husband mad Table broken Door locked Sunday blues ahead There she is At the airport Off to Africa Saving the world No...
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It is just too good. Dinner tonight started the usual way, with my whining and the following conversation.... Him:"Babe, what do you wa... -
The stroke of six my soul betrayed; as the clock ticks I am unmade; the clock struck nine; my life ran down on gears of time with a sickened...
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