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Summer Sampler: Gratitude in the Midst
In the mid-1980s, “Stress Test Biofeedback Cards” were all the rage. They were plastic cards with a colored scale and a testing square – you held the card with your thumb lightly pressing on the square and counted to 10. The color of the square told your stress score.
I think my stress square might be stuck on black based on the last 10 years of my life.

Something For the Soul
Summer is finally here … though it might look different than any summer we have experienced! Here are three poems to hopefully help you GAZE at God and His promises and GLANCE at all else.

2020 Vision
It was a glorious, sunny October day. Just a bit windy, though. Like every Sunday, we – aunts, uncles, cousins – were gathered at my parents’ home for dinner. Just as we were settling in someone noticed a tiny plume of smoke off in the distance. Several of the adventurous uncles – including Bob, my husband – decided to investigate. “We’ll be right back. Start eating without us” they called as they piled into a car. …