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Continue reading →: God Comes Softly, Building in SilenceGod’s temple was a peculiar building from start to finish. It was the Lord’s own house, planned, directed, and modeled by him. King Solomon built this first earthly building for God, totally dedicated and devoted to his honor. Which granted it a special sort of beauty. “Solomon’s temple is the…
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Continue reading →: Why I Started Using Pop-Ups on My BlogI’m not usually a fan of pop-ups, especially ads. Or when a site is so full of them that it’s like running the gauntlet to get to the content. But WordPress.com has a new feature: subscriber pop-ups that don’t require a third-party service. So you don’t have to remember yet…
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Continue reading →: Groundhog Day in ItalyTime seems to fly by, especially as we get older. Since our return to active ministry, the to-do lists get longer, time seems shorter, and some days it’s hard to keep up. I can’t believe February is almost here. That means many people will be keeping an eye out for…
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Continue reading →: Buddy, Grandma, and the Cleaning PartiesMy maternal grandmother was a wonderful grandma – with a great tolerance for children. Don’t get me wrong. I like kids. But not a dozen at a time, which Grandma often endured enjoyed during summer vacations. But then, Grandma was a little crazy, in the best sense of word. She…
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Continue reading →: The Night After Christmas: A Poem‘Twas the night after Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was hungry, not even a mouse; The stockings still hung there, all limp and bare, With hopes that no tummy aches would soon appear. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, With visions of presents…
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Continue reading →: Flip Flops in the SnowWith a tattered sack of belongings slung over his shoulder, we watched as he trudged along, trying in vain to keep his bare feet out of the snow. Miserable, destitute, and in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the huge city, unnoticed – or almost. Unused to such…
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Continue reading →: The Coming of Mr. PembertonEveryone wondered, and no one knew. Knew who Mr. Pemberton was, that is. Oh, they all knew of the Pemberton family. At least the older ones. The cranky old man who used to throw things at them when they were kids. And just because they passed his house! Not because…
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Continue reading →: The Italian Tormenta: Winter’s on the WayThe Italian word tormenta has three definitions. It can mean a blizzard. Or a turbine of powdery light snow, carried by strong winds over mountain peaks, ridges, and slopes. Finally, it is a present tense conjugation of the verb to torment. This should give you a pretty good idea of…
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I’m Signora Sheila: American born-Italian at heart, I’m a wife, mom, nonna and follower of Jesus. I am passionate about my faith, my family and my simple dolce vita here in Italy, where I’ve been living for 37+ years.
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