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Mariposa Is Back. | Still In The Chrysalis
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Still in the Chrysalis. A Chronicle of Transformation. December 4, 2012. Some of you will cheer. Some of you won’t. Some of you simply won’t care. I’m ok with that. For those of you who are cheering, here it is: I’m back! No more hibernation for me! 8230; but as far as the kind of writing which makes me fully alive (as my hubby says), I stopped over three years ago. I’m ashamed to admit it, but it’s the truth, so I might as well come clean and move forward. It’s not that I. I’m not exactly the same...
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A Baby Changes Everything. | Still In The Chrysalis
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Still in the Chrysalis. A Chronicle of Transformation. A Baby Changes Everything. December 4, 2012. Photo by Jaimie Trueblood/newline.wireimage.com. Marie A. Foote. With much gratitude to Faith Hill. And Warner Brothers Nashville. For inspiring this article through Faith’s song by the same title). Your life will never be the same again. I lost count of person after person saying that at baby. Who left my womb straight for the halls of heaven, changed. For me … by living in me, by dying in me. Both of the...
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Prayers In Paris. | Still In The Chrysalis
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Still in the Chrysalis. A Chronicle of Transformation. December 4, 2012. Saturday, April 5, 2003. Paris – Notre Dame, 1:45 pm. We entered in silence. The ritual of worship. Center-stage with the masses. All surrounded by beauty. A pietá before the cross. Candles lit in hopes of answered prayer. Chambers of confessional dialogues. Windows reflecting millions of colors. Is God pleased with such a place as this? Does He gaze down at the sacrifices being offered and. Find children who belong. By the priests,.
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Forgiveness: A Christmas Message | Still In The Chrysalis
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Still in the Chrysalis. A Chronicle of Transformation. Forgiveness: A Christmas Message. December 25, 2012. This year, my Christmas message to you centers around stories of forgiveness. It’s impossible for me to think of Christmas without thinking of Easter. I can’t look at a manger without seeing a cross above and an empty tomb beyond it. Emmanuel, God with us, matters so greatly because of what life would be like for us without God. What’s the point of it all? His love gazes upon us all at the manger.
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Lowest Common Denominator | Still In The Chrysalis
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Still in the Chrysalis. A Chronicle of Transformation. October 27, 2013. I’m hyperventilating, just writing the words: lowest common denominator. And why do I even have to care about discovering the lowest common denominator between these two numbers when someday I’ll be able to calculate my pumpkin muffin flour measurements by 2.5 batches on my iPhone and allrecipes.com? Fast forward 30 years. I love/hate the humbling/humiliation that comes with learning another language as an adult. Cuida is correct but.
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How I Know He Loves Me | Still In The Chrysalis
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Still in the Chrysalis. A Chronicle of Transformation. How I Know He Loves Me. February 14, 2013. For me, it’s not about wine, chocolate and roses … although I enjoy every single one of those items, whether planned or a surprise! It’s not about grand gestures and public declarations of his undying adoration. I find arena and scoreboard proposals super cheesy. I know my husband loves me – not because of what’s above – but because of what’s below:. 8211; When I am excited about something and I haven’...
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Weary. | Still In The Chrysalis
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Still in the Chrysalis. A Chronicle of Transformation. December 5, 2012. Photo by crossmap.com. The house is silent and still. But my heart is not. The chaotic evidence of life, once ruling floors, tables, couches, counters,. Now subdued, now conquered;. Has eluded capture,. Has dodged detention,. Has evaded the preferable prison of Peace. I know You have woven rest into the rhythm of life. But I am restless,. Disturbed by demands,. Ungrateful for unceasing dictates from those under my care. April 7, 2009.