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As I’ve been praying over this new year, one passage of scripture keeps coming to mind: For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do…
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Last week marked the 30th anniversary of our adoption of our oldest child. Being an adoptive parent – and especially the parent of children who don’t look like me –…
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While our kids were young, I counted the passing years by taking pictures of them by our front door on the first day of school. Now that I live in…
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In addition to Down Syndrome, my son Ben has Autism. Part of what comes with that is a delight in making patterns. His favorite activity while watching tv is to…
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I said the words by Strawberry Creek, perched on a fallen cedar in the sunlight. I can still feel the soft, ridged bark under my hands, smell the warm pine…
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The sun will rise over the frozen lake tomorrow, new and brilliant as always. A new day and a new year bound up in one gift to celebrate and to…
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Many churches celebrate a season of Advent, anticipating the birth of Jesus. Advent means “arrival”, and this is a season of waiting. We all have seasons of waiting. For direction,…
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I was talking with a friend this morning about songs that run through our heads, and she mentioned the children’s song, “Jesus Loves Me”. I rocked my babies to sleep…
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The sun rises differently in the mountains. Where there is no horizon, it slips over the peaks and ridges to reach our town. I remember walking the mile to the…
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“Your closest exit may be behind you.” Have you ever heard that reminder from a flight attendant? He mentions that because sometimes our focus is so fixed ahead of us…
A View of the Lake
Tracing the footprints of God
Hello,
I’m Andrea!
I’m glad we found each other! I’m a writer living in the Minnesota Northwoods with my husband Bill and son Ben. I hope you enjoy reading what you find here. Feel free to reach out! I’d like to get to know you too.
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