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It is amazing to me that a television show like Dancing with the Stars is leading he headlines on major news networks. Even more amazing is the fact that it is over a popularity contest between celebrities. Let me say, this is the first season I have paid any attention to this program in any way. It seems rather simple to me. The judges give scores based on skill, America votes based on who

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It's finally out! You can find Praise & Paraphrase in time for Christmas at Amazon! Or look for a booksigning near you. http://www.amazon.com/Praise-Paraphrase-Spiritual-Truth-Everyday/dp/1936501031/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1289308585&sr=8-2

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As my personal assistant, Melissa, and I drove to Omaha the other day we were surrounded by intermitent rainstorms and fog. Cresting a hill out of a drizzling rain, we were ushered immediately into a thick fog bank. Drivers around us pulled to the side, some stopping, some slowing to a crawl. I slowed slightly but continued, knowing that over the next hill the road would likely be clear. The 18-

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It is a gorgeous, sunny day...windows open...would be nice if the beagles weren't so talkative today...but I guess they are happy it's a sunny day too. Many people love to hear the yelp of a beagle. I admit it is a nice sound sometimes...when they are hunting...but not so much when 9 of them are talking to one another. These dogs are well cared for, even though they really serve no purpose.

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I probably should be writing something totally Christmasy this week, but as I signed in and noticed that it has been just over a month since my last post, I thought of how fast time goes by. It's not a new idea. I realize that I didn't discover this phenomenon of fleeting time. But I began to wonder if, perhaps, there is a spiritual implication to the fact that time seems to speed up as the years

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I have a weekly meeting that attend in the same location each Monday. Recently I arrived to find that the location had been changed due to a scheduling mix up. The new occupants of our meeting room pointed me in the general direction of my meeting and I went to find my crew. I walked the halls of the building trying every door with no success. After searching for about 40 minutes I was about to

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I love the Fall. The weather begins to cool down. Fall color tinges the trees and brush. Grass slows its growth and pumpkins ripen. As the world around me changes from green to gold I am reminded that the change before us will usher in a new thing in God's plan. But that new thing; the new growth, cannot happen until the old has fallen away and been purified through the cold of winter. Fall is

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