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When the Truth Comes Out

by Edie Wadsworth on October 6, 2014

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“There is nothing to writing.   All you do is sit down to a typewriter and bleed.” Ernest Hemingway I woke up at 3:15 on Saturday morning and crawled out of bed, fumbling around on the floor for my computer.  I knew I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep so I made my […]

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The Spirit of the Lord and the Magic of Being Loved

by Edie Wadsworth on September 15, 2014

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I got an email this weekend that brought me to my knees. A woman whose life looks perfect to everyone around her but is burning to the ground as she watches in disbelief.  And it doesn’t look like help is coming.  It doesn’t appear to be one of the stories with a tidy, happy ending. […]

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The One Thing You Can Do

by Edie Wadsworth on August 15, 2014

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“We may ignore, but we can nowhere evade the presence of God. The world is crowded with Him. He walks everywhere incognito.” She comes into my office and I barely notice. I sit at my desk too numb to even think, nearly hopeless, while my coffee goes cold. I’m glued to the screen.  I scroll […]

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When a Father Loves His Daughters

by Edie Wadsworth on June 13, 2014

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In honor of Father’s Day and in honor of the little girl who changed my world, this is a repost from almost exactly a year ago, when I traveled to Nicaragua with Compassion to meet my little Diana.  If you’ve read this post already, scroll to the bottom and see what Diana  got for her […]

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We Mother On

by Edie Wadsworth on May 9, 2014

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My oldest mother gave birth to me eons ago.  She lived in a luscious garden by day and surely twirled under leafy moonlit palms by night. She was the most beautiful creature in all the world, the consummate woman—made for glorious communion, devoted and adored. She gave herself freely in love and affection.  Her name […]

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Fairer Than Day

by Edie Wadsworth on April 27, 2014

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 I breathe deeply, and certainty enters into me like light, like a piece of science, and curious music seems to hum inside my fingers. Is there a single person on whom I can press belief?  No sir.  All I can do is say, Here’s how it went. Here’s what I saw. I’ve been there and am […]

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Our Broken Hallelujah

by Edie Wadsworth on April 18, 2014

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“Standing by the cross of Jesus was his mother…..” As a mother, it’s hard not to see Good Friday from the broken heart of the mother of God, watching with horror as her son was mocked and beaten and crucified.   The sin of Adam, which ushered in our suffering and death would be answered […]

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For My Beloved

by Edie Wadsworth on April 17, 2014

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 For those who fear their sin has been too great and their pride too blinding, For those crushed under doubt and shame and unbelief, For those whose hearts are broken with loneliness, abandonment,  and mind-numbing grief, For those who’ve spent years in a dark and dreary wilderness, without the tiniest shimmer of hope, For those […]

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On Vows, Teens, and Other Sacred Things

by Edie Wadsworth on April 13, 2014

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We began Holy Week today with little ones waving palm branches as they made their way toward the altar, followed by 11 young men and women ready to make their confirmation vows to God—vows to follow Christ even unto death, to hear His Word regularly and to take His Supper faithfully.  I was teary eyed […]

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Keep My Eyes Above the Waves

by Edie Wadsworth on March 27, 2014

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Welcome my friend Jeanne to the blog.  She’s one of the most creative people I know with such a savvy sense of doing business with heart.  I’d love to live closer to her to just sit in her studio and listen and learn.  She’s is such a talented artist with a passion for helping others […]

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A Father to the Fatherless

by Edie Wadsworth on March 12, 2014

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I drove to Knoxville while the sun was still trying to peak over the horizon, listening to Ray LaMontagne and Scott Avett.  The hour’s drive passes easy when there’s good music.  I looked down at my list trying to figure out how to do the ten things I had scribbled down before time to truck […]

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Happy Lent?

by Edie Wadsworth on March 7, 2014

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The first time I read Chesterton, I was on a flight with 2 friends for a girl’s weekend. Yeah, it’s not exactly chick lit, if that’s what’s you’re wondering.  I was in a stupor when we reached Tampa, because well, CHESTERTON.  If you haven’t read this book, it’s probably in the top 5 of my […]

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Fishing with Daddy

by Edie Wadsworth on March 3, 2014

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I must have been about 7 years old when I rode in Daddy’s red Ford truck over to the Little River to fish off the train tracks.  He used corn right out of the can for bait.  I mostly ate the corn and asked a lot of questions.  Daddy shushed me and showed me over […]

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When God Showed Up Wanting Waffles

by Edie Wadsworth on March 1, 2014

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I did a radio interview with Issues, Etc yesterday on the dignity of vocation.  I was nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof, but after the brilliant editing of Jeff Schwarz and the genius interviewing skills of Todd Wilken, I survived and it turned out okay. Todd said something during our interview that […]

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The Fruits of Our Labor

by Edie Wadsworth on February 3, 2014

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“All the ancient wisdom tells us that work is necessary to us, as much a part of our condition as mortality; that good work is our salvation and our joy; that shoddy or dishonest or self-serving work is our curse and our doom. We have tried to escape the sweat and sorrow promised in Genesis […]

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