The Problem Pie
May 14th, 2009

How do you go about solving a very complex problem or series of problems without getting overwhelmed? The “problem pie” offers a solution when dealing with all we have to face in life. You might get messy, or you might just find a friend to help take it all in.

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Faith Through the Storm
May 13th, 2009


Knowing the twists on the road of life would cripple our ability to navigate to any definitive destination. Therefore, Hope motivates us and a firmly placed faith directs us through the turbulent storms of life so we can be sure where our ultimate destination will be.

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It Will Be OK Mommy
May 12th, 2009

Baby reaching outHave you ever taken a small child into your arms only to realize you are holding onto, and taking to yourself the very future, an intangible that suddenly has come into your grasp in such a beautiful and vulnerable way? You are able to hold in your arms a lifetime of hopes and dreams. A multitude of aspirations and yes, even failures. And even more painful is when you know that this small child’s innocence has been selfishly taken from her by those who are supposed to keep her safe. A mother, addicted to drugs with no home and no job; the mother’s boyfriend, also drug addicted and jobless; they mistreated and neglected this little girl your holding so badly that her life dependeds on outside protection.

As I held that baby tears welled up in my eyes as not only did I reach and hold her, but she held me. I could feel her arms wrap around my neck as she looked into my eyes and smiled such a peaceful smile. I smiled but my heart was broken. She had no idea what was to come, what the next day would be like. Her life was torn apart and I had to wonder what she had experienced that would make her respond in such a calm way when I had tears and she had none. As I held this precious child, she reached her hand out and patted her weeping mother on the head and said, “It’s OK mommy. They’ll take good care of me.” How did she know that? Was it hope? Trust? Somehow, somewhere, we lose that. We get exposed to the worst in life and we forget that there is a hope that despite what we know and what we don’t see, things will work out. Somehow it will get better.

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What Was I Thinking
May 11th, 2009

dirty-kittenThe concrete tunnel closed in around me. I inched forward on my elbows, pushing with my toes, unable to get to my hands and knees because the tunnel was so narrow in diameter. I couldn’t look back because of the tight cramped quarters. All I could do was push my flashlight ahead of me, ignore the spiders and keep the panic at bay. It worked……….for a while.

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Mother of Hope, Painful But True
May 8th, 2009

mary-at-crossShe snuck through the chilly night air unable to find rest for her tired weary body. She had dreamed of having a child. Every little girl did. But the fanciful dreaming that had been a constant companion of her youth had been replaced with the constant tension and stress of running, moving and eluding those who now sought her life and the life of her child. She was soon to be a mother. Her day was coming. Soon.

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Mom Kicked Me Out
May 7th, 2009

boy I pray you will indulge me for a brief moment of your life and allow me to tell you a short tale of the day my mother packed my bags and sent me off into the big world. I was 8. There was no where to go. So off I went.

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Mother Loses Five Sons
May 6th, 2009

Honoring MothersThis week is a most special week as we hopefully look forward to celebrating the day dedicated to the one who gave us all birth, our mothers. I would be remiss if there weren’t at least a few posts dedicated to our mothers and the telling of some of the greatest acts of motherhood ever told. The story that follows has been burned into my memory mainly because of “Saving Private Ryan” where a General is chiding a subordinate who thinks it too dangerous/costly and worthless to go find a single private, the last remaining son of a mother who lost all her sons but one. The general pulls out a letter from President Abraham Lincoln that was tucked in a book and begins reciting it from memory………

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A Hopeful Taste of Home
May 5th, 2009

boston-creamLocked in a small tiny room for months at at time is about as close to torture as I ever hope to get. There are times when your mind begins to play funny games on you and the walls begin to feel like they are closing in on you. It’s sort-of like an enlarged form of claustraphobia. You are in a 6×12 room but it seems to get smaller and smaller all the time and hope seems to seep away. Daily it seems to leak from your body, leeching through the concrete walls and seeping under the door until you feel desperate and yet almost willing to give up.

I was at that point.

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Humanities Hope for Shay
May 4th, 2009

baseball-spikes“When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?”

As the audience sat listening in silence, he began to tell this story…

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A Beacon of Hope
May 1st, 2009

You are not aloneThere are none who have not experienced the helplessness of loss, separation, disappointment or unrealized expectations and the fullness of that emotional storm which at times nearly capsizes our lives and tries to drag us down to the depths from which none escape.

We all have that drive within us to succeed, achieve, realize the impossible and I firmly believe the connection between that and the tumult of helplessness and loss, is Hope.

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