Covenant Consciousness…and my Dad
I’ve followed him to a lot of places. If I can follow him just once more, that’s all I ever want!
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The “I love you”s matter…a lot, really.
We didn’t get to be together for Thanksgiving. The Colley crew had the flu. We didn’t get to have our Christmas Eve breakfast at Celine’s house because Christmas landing on Sunday messes up all those preachers’ schedules. I’m pretty determined to get this mammoth mess cleaned up, so we can make another one here…
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They Did Not Know…But God Did. (2-22-22)
It is 2-22-22. This fun date/number sequence has not happened in a hundred years. On that day, a woman in what is now Fort McClellan, Alabama, a sharecropper’s wife, was beginning to suspect that she was going to soon bear her 10th child. She would have been sad to know that this little boy would…
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Three Doors…Oh, for a Morning Like This Again!
I have some difficult things to do today. Really hard things. As I’m getting ready to go and do them, I’ve come across my notes from another weekday morning five years ago. I pray that I will see open doors today– doors d. This was worth remembering…. SISTER TO SISTER: THREE DOORS Posted on October…
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Sister to Sister: Last Trip to the Little Farm
Fruit keeps on growing… Today marks the last visit to my dad’s little farm. After next Tuesday, the farm will no longer be “ours”. My good husband, who has gone there so many times in my behalf, is doing it one last time today. It simply had to be done on this day and, since…
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“Have you ever heard of Green Berry Holder?”
We’ve worshipped together for 15-plus years now. The Mark Holder family has been dear to the Colley family for all of those years. Mark is the deacon in our congregation who keeps our tract ministry going. I love his wife Susan and they have three faithful Christian children now (all of which were very small…
