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An attentive God

It’s not every day that I get to walk down the middle of 6th Avenue in Manhattan.

Trained to listen

A high-pitched symphony is playing just outside my window.

The writing on our walls

I walked in the Houston heat for these colorful buildings.

Pouring out prayer

As the water leaves my cup, I have a brainstorm.

The laurel along the way

I promised my brother Tall Timbers.

A perfect portrait

Looking into his eyes, I wonder, “Is this the Jesus I know?”

Where’s the whimsy?

Protruding from a brick wall, the giant, golden hand beckons me.

Hidden

The secret gardens are always the best ones.

Panic and peace

Apparently, we are all hardwired with two competing systems.

Risk and reward

Walking through the casino, I am thinking about gambling.

Wildlife lessons

The lion in front of me has no idea I’ve been stalking him.

Flowers speak

The farmer’s market is awash in flamboyant color.

Life overcoming

What if, this year, spring hadn’t returned?

Altitude

As I leave my Manhattan hotel, I get some free advice.

Lessons from a plane window

I happen to glance down at just the right time.

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An attentive God

Trained to listen

The writing on our walls

Pouring out prayer

The laurel along the way

A perfect portrait

Where’s the whimsy?

Hidden

Panic and peace

Risk and reward

Wildlife lessons

Flowers speak

Life overcoming

Altitude

Lessons from a plane window

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