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The Art of Cheerful Expectancy

The Art of Cheerful Expectancy

Five days before Christmas, I sat in a booth with a marble table, swallowing a bite of mint-chip ice cream I’d barely tasted. “Okay,” I said. “Let’s schedule it.” Garth’s eyes danced. “We’re gonna have a baby tomorrow?” I smiled. “We’re gonna have a baby tomorrow.”...

The Telling Thing

  My unseen actions and attitudes, this is the telling thing. Lord, turn my face toward you today, that I might be faithful in every thing, especially the small and seemingly insignificant. Where there’s no earthly accountability, help me still to take the...