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Hi Lifemill family,

This is just a blog I wrote after teaching this lesson last week at the Villa! I sure enjoyed our time.

I recently read an old passage of scripture that gave me new insight. John 5 describes a man who suffered with an incurable disease for 38 years. At some point in his life, he made it to a pool of water that was known for it's miraculous healing powers--but he never got in. You see, an angel would come down from heaven, every so often, and stir the waters--the first man i… Continue

I got out and voted Sunday. I stood in a line wrapped around a building and had plenty of time to think about the significance of the moment. I met several people who were in line too. A young Hispanic woman stood behind me excited about casting her first ballot. Those of us around her applauded her decision and gave insight to calm her anxiety.

A retired teacher and a Jewish Lawyer stood in front of me. The former educator was about 20 years older than the lawyer and me and told us about the f… Continue

Several years ago, I was sitting at the kitchen table chatting with one of my friends when she suddenly looked up at her 12-foot vaulted ceiling and exclaimed, "I can't take it anymore!"

I squeezed my eyes together and looked toward the ceiling to see what she was talking about.

"Take what?"

"Take that," pointing to the silk plants positioned on a lateral trellis below the ceiling. "Dust! Dust on the plants. I can't take it anymore." She got her ladder, climbed to the top and started handing… Continue

Have you ever begun the day with plans to eat healthy and drink eight glasses of water, but ended up devouring a cheesy, gooey, carb-loaded meal by lunch time with a dessert and a coke for your afternoon snack? When you got home for dinner and found your favorite treats nestled in your refrigerator, did you bypass them--insisting on getting back on track, or did you "blow off" the diet plan believing it's too late to salvage your calorie count?

How about the times you've started the year journa… Continue

Shake the dust!" Whenever I hear this saying, I always envision sand falling from Dorothy's shoes when she clicked her heels trying to leave Oz for Kansas.
"Baby, just shake the dust off your feet." That was Big Mama's conclusion to your heartbreak and her way of telling you to move… Continue