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7 poems in 7 styles that may just bring out 7 smiles (7 Quick Takes)

National Poetry Month will be coming to a close soon, so these 7 takes are written in 7 different poetic forms.
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Finding hope in the beauty of God’s creation

God’s fingerprints are everywhere, and this spring I spot gift after gift from our Creator. The greatest gift, of course, is today.
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A trumpet and a lesson in trust

The challenge for us might be to trust God, knowing that he wants what’s best for us and that he knows us better than we know ourselves.
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Teaching Together while Apart: The 2020 Virtual NCEA Convention

It’s hard not to be able to walk twenty-two steps across the hall to ask your friend for help. It’s hard not to know what the future of virtual education looks like.
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I could write a sonnet about everything we did during the octave of Easter (7 Quick Takes)

My niece, Elise, challenged me to write this week’s 7 Quick Takes in sonnet form. April is National Poetry Month, after all. I think she believes—and rightly so—that I turn too often to limericks. And I do love a challenge.
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Schoolwork at Home (A mother’s lament in rhyme)

“Mom I am. Oh, Mom I am. I love to be just Mom I am. What’s that? Here comes a quarantine? But what could all that home time mean?” “Here comes the schoolwork—there’s a lot. So make sure that each day you plot.” “I’m teaching math? And ELA? Can’t we just let the kids go...
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The beauty of Holy Saturday, our Lenten prayer basket, schoolwork, and a yummy mac and cheese recipe (7 Quick Takes)

Holy Saturday is such a powerful day. It’s a day of quiet. A day of transition. Today we stand between the sorrow of Good Friday and the joy of Easter. It is a peaceful, hopeful, expectant day.
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As we await the Resurrection

Somehow in this time of anxiety and indefinite quarantine, when so much seems uncertain, we seem to be primed for those moments of happy discovery—those moments when we see how much we are loved by God and by others.
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The bird at the feeder

We’ve waited. We’ve watched. And the bird feeder has hung there, full of seeds no one was eating.
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