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With a humble hand: Jude twentyfour
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Posted by Katrina Kubo. November 1, 2010 at 4:27 PM. November 4, 2010 at 12:26 PM. I sure do miss you, my friend. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A little house by the big woods. The Faraway Land Of New Zealandia. Even in the quietest moments. Sleepy, beneath clouds. Beauty in the meantime. Rumblings (a soft explosion in the heart).
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With a humble hand: Curious Boy
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The bold navy stripes on his pajamas looked more like sea waves when he crawled under and around the tables and chairs, blankets and sheets we’d assembled into a bedtime fort. He bumped and knocked over my Moira doll sitting perfectly in her high chair. 8220;Slow, please slow, brother.”. His loud grin told me exactly what he was thinking but I hoped for once he would speak. But he never spoke. My quiet, curious boy. Posted by Katrina Kubo. April 20, 2010 at 1:12 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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With a humble hand: August 2010
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The hills of New Zealand. Posted by Katrina Kubo. Thirty days till my departure. You'll be hearing from me. Posted by Katrina Kubo. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A little house by the big woods. The Faraway Land Of New Zealandia. Even in the quietest moments. Sleepy, beneath clouds. Beauty in the meantime. Rumblings (a soft explosion in the heart).
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With a humble hand: Hilaskomai
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The original Greek word used for "merciful" in this text is Hilaskomai. Which is translated as "to make propitiation for" or "to atone for (sin)" and also "to make ONE with God." The last translation caught me the most. This sinner, the tax collector, was not crying for mercy in that he wanted to escape punishment (which is what mercy is usually thought of), but rather crying out in utter despair: "GOD, MAKE ME ONE WITH YOU AGAIN". Make me one with You again. Posted by Katrina Kubo. Sleepy, beneath clouds.
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With a humble hand: September 2010
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Dear Loved Ones,. Please write me letters at my home address-. Also, please send emails to katrinaong@upperroomshows.com. Facebook will not be a regular part of my life from now on. Posted by Katrina Kubo. The journey by mary oliver. One day you finally knew. What you had to do, and began,. Though the voices around you. Though the whole house. And you felt the old tug. But you didn't stop. You knew what you had to do,. Though the wind pried. With its stiff fingers. At the very foundations,.
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With a humble hand: New Zealand
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Thirty days till my departure. You'll be hearing from me. Posted by Katrina Kubo. August 19, 2010 at 10:42 AM. August 27, 2010 at 12:26 PM. How do you find these amazing pictures? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A little house by the big woods. The Faraway Land Of New Zealandia. Even in the quietest moments. Sleepy, beneath clouds. Beauty in the meantime. Rumblings (a soft explosion in the heart).
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With a humble hand: Keep in touch
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Dear Loved Ones,. Please write me letters at my home address-. Also, please send emails to katrinaong@upperroomshows.com. Facebook will not be a regular part of my life from now on. Posted by Katrina Kubo. September 19, 2010 at 12:04 AM. Will do my dear friend. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A little house by the big woods. The Faraway Land Of New Zealandia. Even in the quietest moments. Sleepy, beneath clouds. Beauty in the meantime. Rumblings (a soft explosion in the heart).
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With a humble hand: Alone with You
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A series of haiku on a foggy day in Geraldine:. O capture my heart,. Ravisher of darkest soul-. To be One with You. His breath takes me far. Off away into the deep-. Ropes are untied, fears released-. His words set me free. Death that brings most life. O Gone are my haunting thoughts. The end of me nears. Posted by Katrina Kubo. November 18, 2010 at 12:02 AM. My favorite is IV. November 19, 2010 at 10:26 PM. I agree with Kira. IV is beautiful, Katrines. November 26, 2010 at 12:10 PM.
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With a humble hand: Dreaming of
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The hills of New Zealand. Posted by Katrina Kubo. Keiko / Small Adventure. August 15, 2010 at 5:32 PM. Im so excited for you! You are going to have such an incredible time. August 18, 2010 at 10:47 AM. I identify with all four. The letters with some poignance. And the stars with memories from long ago. September 12, 2010 at 12:04 AM. Dont forget to see the toothbrush fence! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A little house by the big woods. The Faraway Land Of New Zealandia. Even in the quietest moments.
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With a humble hand: November 2010
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A series of haiku on a foggy day in Geraldine:. O capture my heart,. Ravisher of darkest soul-. To be One with You. His breath takes me far. Off away into the deep-. Ropes are untied, fears released-. His words set me free. Death that brings most life. O Gone are my haunting thoughts. The end of me nears. Posted by Katrina Kubo. Posted by Katrina Kubo. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A little house by the big woods. The Faraway Land Of New Zealandia. Even in the quietest moments. Sleepy, beneath clouds.
