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Sometimes a season leaves you, subtly. Perhaps it’s annoyed at some level, were it possible, that its inconspicuous retreat falls in the spotlight of headline barkers and conversation starters. Sometimes it’s done its thing, served its purpose, and every so quietly fades into a crowd of days gone by. Sometimes a season lingers. Clumsily, begrudgingly,… Read more »
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Dad Stuff, From the Heart, Home, Reflections
Real Life and Divine Certainty in the Chaos of Loss
Posted on by Joe CranfordFour years ago this hour, this night, I was spent. Just plain gone. I felt an exhaustion I’d never felt, a weight that was pulling me apart emotionally. My dad was gone. He had died in the early hours of the morning. My head, by now, was on a pillow, my son snoozing at my… Read more »
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Today I came home to news that four baby robins were found in our yard. Two were still alive in a makeshift nest my daughter and son built in a cardboard box. I buried the other two. I can’t tell you how this unexpected situation just brought a flood of emotions over me all evening…. Read more »
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Dad Stuff, Faith, From the Heart, Lyrics, Reflections, Tributes
Sometimes I Just Want to be There Again
Posted on by Joe Cranford“Sometimes I wish I was born in another time, long long time ago…” In the course of a year, I have lost two lovely aunts and two dear uncles in death. In November, my brother-in-law died. He was only 49. My parents have been more burdened with bad health, but by God’s grace they keep… Read more »
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Now cometh November’s bitterest winds and rains, Ending autumn’s sweet colors from its first weary dawn, Yet thirty days hence, amid winter’s birth pains, I shall at last bid thee to ‘get off of my lawn.’ Then deep in the darkening days of December, As cold graying skies loom over year’s end, Perhaps with… Read more »
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