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I Need a Plan

March 24, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

It’s been brought to my attention (by me) that I am not using my time wisely. In fact, I am even (gasp) wasting time. Don’t even mention Bejeweled Blitz. I need a plan. A system. A schedule. I used to be a good multitasker, but now–not so much. I’m not even a very good start-and […]

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Faithful to the End

March 23, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

It happened at Columbine High School in Littleton, Colorado, on April 20, 1999. “Do you believe in God?” “Yes, I believe in God.” “Why?” But before Cassie could answer, he shot her. Dead. Faithful to the end. They shot Rachel Scott, too. Twice in the legs and once in the torso. The shooters left but […]

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Four Baton Lessons

March 20, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

I transferred from a small school (50 students K-12) to a big school (about 83 graduates) in my sophomore year. Gaylord had a band. I loved football Fridays. I loved the half-time shows–the drums, the horns, the cymbals, the marching,  I wanted to join that band! Bad. Really bad. But I couldn’t play an instrument. […]

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Spring Awakening

March 18, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

Spring yawns Slips from its disintegrating blanket And pushes up from its wintry grave.  Pregnant lilacs in the greening air. Death consumed by life. Everywhere. “I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in me will live even if he dies.” John 11:25 Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

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Would You Risk a Pinch for a Vision?

March 17, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

St. Patrick’s Day. All things green. Shamrocks. Corned beef and cabbage. Beer. And pinches if you don’t celebrate “properly.” But maybe we should instead celebrate vision. Perception. A way of looking at life. A way of reaching up and out. A willingness to risk a pinch. When he was about 16, Irish raiders kidnapped Patrick […]

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The Tragedy of the Unopened (or Underused) Gift

March 16, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

Last night I sat here for three hours and couldn’t think of a thing to write. And to think that followed my post on head pain! Oh, I had lots of ideas. But nothing I thought anyone would really care about reading. I flipped through page after page of writing books looking for inspiration. Nothing. […]

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I am Here–This is Now

March 15, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

Dennis and I got these T-shirts at our first Celebrate Your Marriage conference. I don’t remember how Jay and Laura explained the original meaning, but my takeaway was this: I am here. This is now. Not the past. Not the future. Now. The present. Celebrate now. Now. Not fretting about yesterday’s mistakes, failures, hurts, or […]

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Blessed Beggars

March 11, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 5:3 I traveled to Kenya during the past week. Not in body, but in spirit. Images described and photos posted by the Compassion Bloggers seared my heart. I sloshed through mud and garbage with them. I pinched my nose against the […]

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How to Capture Shower Ideas

March 10, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

They pelt my head like little needles. Batter my brain. Tease me. Sometimes I see them dancing on shampoo bubbles. They dart in the shallows like little minnows and nibble at my toes. Then they swirl away. Gone. Down the drain. Sometimes they laugh at me and leap over the edge. I jump out after […]

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Goodness in a Gideon

March 9, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

And God saw that it was good, very good. How could it be otherwise? Because He is good. He IS good. Good IS God. His essence is goodness. Godness is goodness. God puts the “oo” in goodness. Indescribable. Uncontainable. Ooooo! From the creation of the universe to the structure of our bodies to every event […]

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“And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thi “And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.” ~ Philippians 4:8 

#fall #southflorida #hope #thoughts #philippians4 #dayafterelection
“My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the “My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.” ~ William Wordsworth in “My Heart Leaps Up”

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From my back door and then from the patio. A phone can never capture the true glory of a rainbow. I hope my heart never fails to leap at the wonder of one.
We were monarch parents a couple years back, but o We were monarch parents a couple years back, but our food was not enough to support all our “children.”
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But some were better parents. And next month @tspoetry is celebrating with a garden party. And you are invited. 
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✨ An evening poetry celebration with Dheepa Maturi, Laura Boggess, Jules Jacob, and Sonja Johanson
✨ sign up today: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/year-of-the-monarch-garden-party-tickets-1005650847757
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This is called a sweetheart plant. I bought it at This is called a sweetheart plant. I bought it at a farmers market in Ponte Vedra in Feb 2023. And it hasn’t done a thing except not die. I did repot it a few months back just cuz I thought it might need it. A few days ago I noticed it was sprouting a sprout. And today—10 days after having my aortic valve replaced and the day after having a loop recorder inserted—it has UNFURLED!!! A new heart. 🩷
Looking west this morning. “Sometime, enough of Looking west this morning. 

“Sometime, enough of us should plan
to gather and form our own
luminous cloud.” ~ Luci Shaw in “The Weight of Air” (from The Generosity)
Security is on the job. Security is on the job.
So after 13 years of checkups and annual echos, it So after 13 years of checkups and annual echos, it's finally come to this. One week from today I will have my aortic valve replaced. Eeeek! I know it's done all the time--piece of cake. But that's to other people. 😂 Speaking of cake, I've always hoped to blow out 100 candles (at least), and I keep singing this line in my head...

"And my heart will go on and on." Thanks to @celinedion. 💕
Hi! Long time, no post. So… I grew this from a pi Hi! Long time, no post. So…

I grew this from a pineapple top. We repotted it again over the weekend. Still no fruit, though. Our neighbor has a baby growing on a small plant, though. What’s up with that?

(Also, I do not have a green thumb. Currently the only things still living are this, an avocado, and a little Boston fern.)
We got out here early today, but it was already so We got out here early today, but it was already soooooo hot (later on the"feels like" was 110), and I was just plodding one foot in front of the other wishing I was still in bed. There was not much to see--except the crane family, some blackbirds, a dove. And it was buggy. And a deer fly bit me on the forearm, and it swelled up, and I still have a 1- x 3-inch reddened area. But then... a pink parade.
Just snapped a couple photos of a normal looking s Just snapped a couple photos of a normal looking sky from my back patio with my iPhone! I grew up in Michigan and never saw them before! #northernlights #westboca #southflorida
“So they took branches of palm trees and went out “So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, crying out, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!” ~ John 12:13
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PALMS

He had a date with them. ~SHK
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~ Six words I wrote on my blog in 2015 as part of a daily “One Word Less for Lent” series.
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Photo taken in Israel, 2022.
Dressed for success... Dressed for success...
“Sing, hope, to me” ~favorite line from “The First “Sing, hope, to me” ~favorite line from “The First Spring Day” by Christina Rossetti via Every Day Poems and @tspoetry in my email this morning. 
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Whole poem (with lots of favorite lines) here:
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https://open.substack.com/pub/everydaypoems/p/the-first-spring-day?r=3acod&utm_medium=ios
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Wild red poppy anemones from our spring trip to Israel in 2022. And, of course, red is the color of hope. 
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#dipintopoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #tweetspeakpoetry #everydaypoems
Sweet baby colts. Just one parent. Apparently the Sweet baby colts. Just one parent. Apparently the other was hit by a car. 😭💔
Bufo serenade AKA the Ballad of the Bufo Bufo serenade AKA the Ballad of the Bufo
South Florida is confused. South Florida is confused.
“Somehow she learns to breathe.” ~ @gyoung9751 in “Somehow she learns to breathe.” ~ @gyoung9751 in “The mermaid breathes,” a woven poem from tweets. In my email today from Every Day Poems via @tspoetry.
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#dipintopoetry #everydaypoems #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #tweetspeakpoetry
"You have what you need / is what the birds sing a "You have what you need / is what the birds sing all morning" ~ Annie Lighthart in "Conditions of Happiness."
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In my email this morning from 
Every Day Poems via @tspoetry.
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#dipintopoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity #everydaypoems #poem #poetsofinstagram #tweetspeakpoetry
If you’ve made it this far, the rest of the week s If you’ve made it this far, the rest of the week should be a snap. #wednesday
Stay behind me. I’ll protect you. No worries. So w Stay behind me. I’ll protect you. No worries. So will all those shots. Mostly.
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D still has PTSD from the Great Possibly Rabid Raccoon Brouhaha of 2021.
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