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    My husband, Floyd, is recovering from open-heart by-pass surgery.   So things he could do with ease only ten days ago, he now finds incredibly difficult.  Simple things like sitting down and standing up; lying down and sitting back up; putting on his shoes, etc. One day he said, “You don’t realize how much you take those little, everyday motions for granted.” Ephesians 5:20 says, “Giving thanks always for all things…

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    Our son, Toby, was born on April, 21, 1980, and we almost lost him two days later. Back then, OB ward accommodations for mothers and newborns were a lot different than they are today.  The babies were only allowed in the mother’s room at feeding time.  They stayed in the nursery the rest of the time, and feeding times were strictly adhered to.  So if babies got hungry in between…

  • Doing What You Want

    One day, out of the clear blue sky, God spoke to my heart and said to me, “You know, Marj, you do what you want.”  I was in my thirties when he hit me with that revelation. Do we do what we want to do?  There are men paying alimony and child support.  There are people working at jobs they hate just to make ends meet, serving in the military…

  • Recognizing the Blessings of God

    Learning to drive a car was the hardest thing I’ve ever learned to do.  When I was very young, the doctor told my parents that I would never be able to drive.  But when I reached high school, a driver’s education course was part of the curriculum.  It was required to graduate high school, so I had to take it.  At that time, my eyesight wasn’t good enough to get…

  • Love in Action

    My husband and I have been married for almost 34 years and we’ve always had an open door policy.  In February, 2012, we opened our door to a good friend who needed a place to stay.  At that time, I thought there was a good possibility that she might be with us for a year or more.  She moved into her own place eleven months later. The following month, our…

  • One Day at a Time

    Our pastor down in Georgia used to preach all the time on the brevity of life.  Brevity means “short or brief.”   At that time, I was in my twenties.   I had almost my whole life in front of me.  If I live into my 80’s, then I lived another 60 years.  To me, that was a long time.  But a lot of people die prematurely.  Proverbs 27:1 says, “Boast not…