March 28th, 2025
Angie Clayton
What do you worry about? What makes your stomach hurt and your heart pound? Here’s a few things that I must claim: Health Finances Future My kids and grandkids How I spend my time This crazy world Trust me, I could go on. But I think maybe these things are fairly universal? My health is […]
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March 18th, 2025
Angie Clayton
This spoon is an intruder. I have no idea where it came from – an old set of silverware? Someone else’s house? Who knows. What I do know is that it does not match our current silverware set, at all. Which we’ve had for … maybe 15 years? And this one weirdly wrong spoon has […]
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February 3rd, 2025
Angie Clayton
… that’s the word I chose for 2025. And I really thought I was. With God on my side, how could I be stopped? On January 3rd I had back surgery, with a (truly) miraculous result. I was pain free for the first time in nearly a year, and the joy was almost overwhelming. I’d […]
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January 15th, 2025
Angie Clayton
By JK Stenger Chosen … me? Yes, I was. I had no doubt about it. Destined for greatness and the best that life had to offer. Or so I thought in my childish five-year-old mind, and it seemed everyone else around me thought so too. Except perhaps my older brother, who would occasionally try to […]
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January 8th, 2025
Angie Clayton
It was hot, so hot, as she trudged yet again to the well. Her jug was already heavy and it was still empty! This journey exhausted her every day, but going at noon was her only choice if she wanted water without conflict. She was a Samaritan, after all, a mixed-race woman who most likely […]
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January 2nd, 2025
Angie Clayton
Let’s talk about those New Year’s Resolutions. If you made them, how’s it going? If not, why not? I’m genuinely curious for a couple of reasons. First, I don’t make them. Not anymore – inevitably I kept setting myself up for failure, and with that came the accompanying guilt and maybe even shame. So eventually […]
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December 22nd, 2024
Angie Clayton
Once upon a time … I knew who I was. I could have told you, even. Pretty easily. I defined myself as a child of God, a wife, a mother, a Nini, a friend, a writer of sorts, an introvert, (a bit) stubborn, a fighter, loved by many, kinda smart, a list-maker, sometimes wise, usually discerning. […]
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