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Ms. Grumpy and Me

All I did was ask for half caff. Our waitress glanced toward the kitchen miserably, like I’d just added an hour’s worth of work to her day. I looked around at the spattering of others in the restaurant (hardly a rush); then, when she walked away, I leaned across the table and whispered to my friend, “She’s a grump.” Maybe. But this was also an opportunity for me, and I missed it. Two days later I...

Trees and Tiny Bits

There’s a powerful message among us that is wreaking havoc everywhere.
It goes something like this: God restricts you to only a little bit, but there is so much more to have!

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