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Grief

Sometimes the news comes quick. Sometimes the news comes slow. No matter how or when it comes, grief travels in the wake of the news. Grief is heavy, weighty, a burden, especially when it involves someone deeply loved. Grief is not meant to be carried alone. It’s too heavy and may last a while—and that’s ok. That’s what family and friends are for, to share the load. Jesus stood outside the tomb of his friend and wept but He did not weep alone. It was a deep, human moment. “ Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted ” (Matt 5:4). If anyone knows how we feel in grief, it’s Him. But His grief did not linger long, as at the mention of his name, Lazarus came forth. We are not meant to dwell in grief, but should leave room enough for it. Let it run its course. Like the song says, “ Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain .” Another song says, “ The storm We will dance as it breaks The storm It will give as it takes And all of our pain is washed away Don't cry or be afraid Some things...

Hope Is What Remains

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“The arrow flies while you breathe The hours tick away, the cells tick away The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve The hours tick away, they tick away The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect So hard to earn, so easily burned . . .  The future disappears into memory With only a moment between Forever dwells in that moment Hope is what remains to be seen.” —————— “The Garden” by Rush.  Songwriters: Alex Lifeson / Geddy Lee / Neil Elwood Peart

Happy Breakfast Club Day

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  On March 24, 1984, five students at Shermer High School report at 7:00 a.m. for an all-day detention: socially awkward Brian Johnson, volatile wrestler Andrew Clark, shy loner Allison Reynolds, popular snob Claire Standish, and rebellious delinquent John Bender.

A Day Out

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Work is killing me right now. One person calls out and the whole schedule is destroyed. I’m still looking for a better job. Never know when I’m going to get rest and it’s weighing on me. Having to work night shift next four nights so wanted to get fresh air and sunshine before plunging into the nights. At least I get lots of reading done. Not a good environment for writing though. Took Critter to “The Big Library” downtown to play for a couple hours. Enjoy! Bottom “kids” floor of the library 

A coff o’ cuppe

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Booting up takes longer nowadays. No sudden moves. 

Critter Time!

 

Tiny Purple Flowers

 

Welcome, March

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