I pray for trees. I don’t know if this is a middle-aged crazy lady thing or a just a trust-God-in-all-things thing. Perhaps it’s a bit of both. But yesterday, I found myself praying for my trees. Hurricane Isaias seemed like it would be a non-event. Maybe I no longer worry about storms that don’t bring…
Hurricanes. Tornadoes. Earthquakes. Landslides. Fires. Volcanic eruptions. Diagnoses. Divorces. Death of loved one. Car accidents. Addiction. A child in trouble. War. Oppression. Terrorism. There are so many kinds of storms. People think I'm crazy for living in a place that's prone to hurricanes. But I think it's significantly more crazy to live in a place…
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