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Wake Up Call to Love

Alyssa DeLosSantos3 Comments

The alarm had been set, but what woke me were his panicked words… “Alyssa, it’s 6:00am.  You’re late.” I loathe mornings. Really. My body requires extra time to “warm up”, and my enthusiasm hibernates until sometime after 10am. I was scheduled to meet a friend at 6:15 that morning.  There was no way I could look presentable, grab…… Continue reading Wake Up Call to Love

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Lean Into the Turn

Alyssa DeLosSantos6 Comments

It eludes me. No formula will explain the mystery. I can wait for three minutes, water running continuously, before it turns from cold to hot. Although I only have the hot water handle turned on, freezing water flows from the tap. After a few months of living here, I determined to take the win in…… Continue reading Lean Into the Turn

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Pharisee to Follower

Alyssa DeLosSantos4 Comments

Crap shoot:: A gamble. Unknown. Unpredictable. No “sure thing”. Many days remind us, with every passing hour, that we are fallible and that life is filled with the unexpected. The phone call or email that caught us off guard…a disgruntled employee or employer…a relational mishap. The ice skater laces up her skates anticipating a great…… Continue reading Pharisee to Follower

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Do Not Worry

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“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear.  Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?  Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet…… Continue reading Do Not Worry

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Tongue Tied

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I love single moms. I have been a single mom. I feel called to remind single mothers that although their family status may have changed, they STILL matter.  I learn all manner of lessons from these courageous women. Just the other week, while sitting in worship, I had a moment of pure joy.  My family… Continue reading Tongue Tied

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Unnecessary Suggestions

Alyssa DeLosSantos4 Comments

We were boarding our second flight.  We had been gone for a week, and while we were greatly blessed by time alone, my husband and I were ready to see the faces we love most in this world, our children.  It was “stupid” early in the morning and I was about to turn my phone…… Continue reading Unnecessary Suggestions

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Gift Giving 101

Alyssa DeLosSantos3 Comments

Last week I bought my youngest a small Lego minifigure pack while grocery shopping. The little guy had memorized the “continent rap” and was required to recite it in front of his classmates. Knowing his intense struggle with anxiety, especially when “on the spot”, I felt led to buy him this tiny gift to celebrate his courage. This crazy little pack,…… Continue reading Gift Giving 101

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Capsizing and Crying

Alyssa DeLosSantos6 Comments

John, my husband, took our youngest son kayaking several months ago. Being Andrew’s first experience he was tentative, at best. No sooner than pushing off from the shore, the kayak capsized. Paralyzed with fear, it took an enormous amount of coaxing to get him back in the boat for the remainder of the trip-some two…… Continue reading Capsizing and Crying

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In Need of an Alignment

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Alignment: proper or desirable coordination or relation of components. When your car needs an alignment, it pulls to one side instead of moving forward in a straight trajectory.  Braces are used to achieve proper alignment of teeth.  A level is used to assure pictures are hung with equal distribution-so as not to be catawampus. In…… Continue reading In Need of an Alignment

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through the eyes of the Beholder

Alyssa DeLosSantos4 Comments

Racing heart, wide eyes, and hands clinched, I watched him jump.  It was the first time he had attempted swimming in the deep water.  At a distance, I watched him reluctantly enter the water and swim with all he had.  After reminding myself to breathe, my hands began to clap and I couldn’t help but…… Continue reading through the eyes of the Beholder