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There’s a day we don’t talk about enough.A day when the phone no longer rings with our mother’s voice.A day when her laughter becomes a memory instead of music.A day when the chair at the table is empty, but her presence lingers like perfume in the air. It comes for all of us. Sometimes suddenly,…
Why do we only praise God when we’re smack dab in the light of grace and blessings? When prayers are answered, bills are paid, the kids behave (for five whole minutes), and the coffee doesn’t spill on the way to church—it’s easy to belt out, “God is good!” But when life slams us against the…
Some blossoms never become pumpkins.That was the case in my garden this year. I planted late, hoping against hope, but it became clear the ground wasn’t going to yield fruit. Instead of sulking over the loss, I decided to make use of what the soil did give me: blossoms. As I stood there cutting them,…
In light of recent events, it’s heartbreaking to see how quickly people run to one side of the fence, waving their giant foam fingers and shouting accusations at the other. Bandwagons are filling fast, but not with love—rather with hate, judgment, and division. Is this not the very spark that lit the first flames of…
A dear friend and I were recently discussing the chaos of the world. I asked, “Do you think it’s always been this bad, or do you think we just didn’t notice it during our age of youth? Perhaps it was veiled by our inexperience and innocence?” We both paused, pondered, and then agreed: absolutely not.…
It caught my eye—a single feather, weightless, glowing as if heaven itself had dropped it right at my feet. My first thought? Angels. Not the chubby baby kind from greeting cards, but the real, unseen messengers who have brushed past me more times than I can count. The funny thing is, most of us do…
I recall a day when one of my children spilled their glass of milk. It cascaded off the edge of the table and right into their lap. My first thought? Welp, there goes my freshly mopped floor. And that’s when it started. That little sugarkitten must have caught my expression, because suddenly the kitchen filled…
Scrolling recently, I came across a post that said:“MAKE INSANE ASYLUMS GREAT AGAIN.” And my whole body went cold. Because let’s be honest—there was nothing great about asylums. They weren’t centers of healing. They were prisons for the misunderstood. Warehouses of trauma. Graveyards of silenced voices. And if those places still operated as they once…
Remember when a handshake sealed the deal? Back when someone said, “I’ll call you,” and they actually did—instead of ghosting like Houdini after a bad blind date? Integrity used to be the baseline, not the bonus feature. Now it feels as rare as finding Tupperware with its lid on the first try. We’ve gotten so…
How to Stop Projecting and Start Guiding With Clarity Let’s be honest—how many of us have dropped one of these lines:“When I was your age, I had to…”“You don’t know how good you have it…”“If you only understood what I went through…” We think we’re teaching. We think we’re protecting. But most of the time?…
Tina N. Campbell
Centerville, Ohio 45459
echoesofgrace66@gmail.com
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