Tag Archives: hope

Lot’s Wife meets Mrs. Job on the road to Emmaus

Posted on February 25, 2019 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

When you can let it movethrough youlike a thunderstorm cracking and booming grabbing you by your roots, lighting you upquietquietsets inand a voice you lost                 saysBless them on their wayand means itahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhGirl, you are free

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Pocket Lent: ashes

Posted on February 10, 2016 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

. This is the truth. Everything is not going to be okay.  Some things will be okay. Some things will not. How will you love yourself, in the meantime, that’s what matters. That’s the lesson. . . .

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Ellie-gy

Posted on February 8, 2016 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

[Update 2/10/2016: Ellie Oben passed away yesterday. At her request, in lieu of flowers, donations may be made to a college fund for her 6-year-old son: Ellie’s Legacy: Jalen]  .  . A week ago, my friend and teacher Ellie, who’s been … Continue reading →

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White Rock Gospels 5:20

Posted on December 13, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

  We all stopped to watch as it tuned up this sunset this luxurious unveiling this moving picture of color six miles past description at the lake on the lake in the lake Some of us even         … Continue reading →

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Two-Percenters/Finn (again)

Posted on November 29, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

“…and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent…” Finn Butler This week, my sister … Continue reading →

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On the empty next

Posted on April 18, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

I have no idea how this turned into this and then became this I don’t know what my life will look like in a few short months when the boys head off to college. I don’t remember what it’s like to … Continue reading →

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What makes Easter

Posted on April 5, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

I should have written this yesterday When my head was filled with Easter Yesterday we were walking in flowers Dogs bounding over tall clover Hawk daddy tending to hawk mama on the nest Sunlight, soft breeze, basking, open, easy yes … Continue reading →

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Lent by slogans

Posted on February 18, 2015 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

Easy Does It. The best way for me to screw up Lent is to cram too much into it. First Things First. Last night, I deactivated my Facebook account. No matter how I’ve tried to control how much time I … Continue reading →

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Whatever is true

Posted on August 8, 2014 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

I had a great birthday. Birthdays are not my thing. I don’t handle them well. From childhood on, the days leading up to my August birthday have always been a minefield of hurt feelings. I become hypersensitive (more than usual), … Continue reading →

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Griefbabies

Posted on July 20, 2014 by Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

One week and one day ago, the boys and I lost a very good friend. One of my best friends lost her husband. A car accident took him instantly. Jerry was here, and then he was gone. Not a week … Continue reading →

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