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My #newblogpost will capture your heart if you #love #cats or their owners. (Me, for instance.) Or if you like to make fun of #petowners. Or you just like a good #story told well (she said, humbly).

What if you come to the realization that Jesus is the Son of God who died to take away your sins just moments before you die? What then? Doesn't the Bible says that "faith without works is dead"? That's what a friend asked me after reading a post about my brother who came to faith at the end of his life. Here's my reasoning condensed in slides. The full story is in my blog, link in my bio. #allthingsworktogether #allthingsworktogetherforgood #Jesussaves #Jesus #salvation #faith #newblogpost #Christian #flourishwriters #flourishwritersacademy

In His #parables, #Jesus wasn’t just a shepherd searching for lost sheep. He also was a host filling seats at his table. Why? He’d made a feast and didn’t want it to go to waste. Is what you’re sharing worthy of consumption? Then seek to fill your table! I'm willing to write for the one -- and that one and another one over there. But I can't subscribe to the "if I write it, they will come" mentality. If God puts a message on my heart, then I've got to shout it from the rooftops. Or Instagram. Get the full story in my latest blog post in my bio. #writinglife #marketing #goodnews #newblogpost #allthingsworktogether #allthingsworktogetherforgood #christian #writer #flourishwriters #flourishwritersacademy #faith

My first time as a guest on a podcast (and my first time ON a podcast)! @MindyKiker of @flourishwriters interviewed me as part of the #emergingwriters series. I got to share my story (yay!) and talk about how God has used #writing in my life. #Lovestory

Instead of following your heart, lead it in the right direction. If you're at odds with someone you once loved, act in love anyway. You don't know how much time you have to restore the relationship. I share my story in my #newblogpost at #allthingsworktogether. (Link in my bio.)

My brother Scott was small in stature but larger than life. He left this earth a year ago, but not before I had the opportunity to spend quality time with him. God's timing -- and that gift of time -- was perfect. When so many were losing so much in 2020, I lost -- but gained forever -- my brother. Link to my #newblogpost in my bio.

Latest Posts

I’ve Lost Her: One Cat Who Stops Cars and Steals Hearts April 13, 2021
‘How Can You Suggest Your Brother Went to Heaven?’ He Asked April 6, 2021
If Your Message Is Important, Shouldn’t You Reach As Many As Possible? March 30, 2021
Podcast With Sara Dagen: The Power of a Good Question March 23, 2021
So You Want to Reconcile With Someone You Once Loved? March 16, 2021

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Glimpses of Sara

Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)

So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!

Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn’t smiling…

My son after his final performance in “Beauty and the Beast.” He played both a beast and a prince perfectly… just like in real life. :)

That would be me…. and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.

(When you’re not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches…. ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn’t think about shooting a photo — until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)

My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird’s nest hairdo.

Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!

The fun before the storm… Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin’ began…

Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)

My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.

Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep — and the shallows.

Loving being with my husband

My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother’s Day 2012.

Adam and I a mere six years ago…

My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.

Me and my poison ivy–not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.

Stars upon thar driver licenses…

Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.

A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.

Proud mama and her baby boy

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An afghan as a symbol of regret…

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An afghan as a symbol of regret…

My husband noticed something was wrong. At first I hesitated. Then I told him, “No, it’s stupid.” “I can tell … Continue reading An afghan as a symbol of regret…

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