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Footprints . . . I Hate That Poem

Posted on January 8, 2024 by apronheadlilly

“When you see only one set of footprints, it was then I carried you.” I hate that poem. I get the point of it, but when I am struggling to maintain equilibrium and need to know my faith is not … Continue reading →

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And So I Wait

Posted on July 3, 2023 by apronheadlilly

Is it idiocy in trying to find a theodicy that clearly reflects and defines the Divine—His world and His relationship to it, a belief that clearly explains the pain, the in-the-trenches plodding of life, the gut-wrenching sorrows bookended . . … Continue reading →

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Chapter 44

Posted on March 21, 2020 by apronheadlilly

Harper woke to the good smells of something cooking in the kitchen. She put her warm robe on, grabbed the walker, and went out to investigate. There was Blaise adorned in one of her bright pink aprons. It was a … Continue reading →

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Chapter 30

Posted on February 26, 2020 by apronheadlilly

Harper woke the next morning with not exactly a hangover, but certainly an afterglow of the previous evening’s events. Even when she had been involved in church and worship music, she had never really had the kind of encounters she … Continue reading →

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Chapter 29

Posted on February 25, 2020 by apronheadlilly

As often as Harper and Blaise had talked, and even talked about spiritual things, Harper had never really seen him like this in teacher / preacher role. Even when she heard part of the sermon the week before, she was … Continue reading →

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Chapter 28

Posted on February 13, 2020 by apronheadlilly

Harper felt someone slip into the chair beside her. She didn’t open her eyes, though, until she felt a hand pat her knee softly. When she looked up, she was surprised to see Ava. She felt herself immediately stiffen. Typically, … Continue reading →

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Chapter 27

Posted on February 13, 2020 by apronheadlilly

The next week was filled with time at the shop, cleanup of the duplex, and the arrival of Blaise’s mother June and her sister Elise. It was a whirlwind of activity that was a good diversion for Harper. Easter was … Continue reading →

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Chapter 16

Posted on December 17, 2019 by apronheadlilly

Christmas morning dawned in partial darkness as the skies alternated between rain and fog. Before Harper even got out of bed, she heard the text alert and grabbed her phone off the nightstand. Rather than copy it all into a … Continue reading →

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Hearts Bleed

Posted on March 9, 2015 by apronheadlilly

I heard the cutting words–the words that re-wrote my history, that sliced and carved out something foreign from my fragile self– and all along, I thought we were friends. Words cut and hearts bleed, and my protective shell adds another layer, … Continue reading →

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Lives Interrupted

Posted on March 7, 2014 by apronheadlilly

It makes me feel like crying, this suffering we do. The rain pelts the earth; the stratus overlay presses down—and the burdens within and without are heavy with rain, with tears. It doesn’t make sense—all this brokenness. Well, maybe on … Continue reading →

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