Morning Coffee With Renae

Dear Friends,
Today, we found out that my dad has cancer. Not sure yet what the course of action will be. Mom said they think it is in the small bowel. Is that the small intestine? I just don’t know.
God, please help us. Please heal my daddy.
Amen

John 3:1 – 3 Now there was a man of the Pharisees named Nicodemus, a member of the Jewish ruling council. He came to Jesus at night and said, “Rabbi, we know you are a teacher who has come from God. For no one could perform the miraculous signs you are doing if God were [...]

Snippets of conversations from the North Texas Christian Writers Conference this weekend:
TJ: Oh, my gosh! I love your hair! What did you do to it?
Me: I cut it in a slanted bob. Do you like it?
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Tina (in the car): There has got to be a Starbucks around here somewhere. I need Starbucks!
Me: I knew I [...]

John 2:18 – 22 Then the Jews demanded of him, “What miraculous signs can you show us to prove your authority to do all this?”
Jesus answered them, “Destroy this temple, and I will raise it again in three days.”
The Jews replied, “It has taken forty-six years to build this temple, and you are going to [...]

John 2:13 – 16 When it was time for the Jewish Passover, Jesus went up to Jerusalem. In the temple courts he found men selling cattle, sheep and doves, and others sitting at tables exchanging money. So he made a whip out of cords, and drove all from the temple area, both sheep and cattle; [...]

of football season,
in a small town,
in the great state of TEXAS
God created the BULLDAWGS!
(Or at least, He smiled at them.)
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WE WON! WE WON! WE WON! WE WON! WE WON! WE WON!
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And we are so humble about it, too.

John 2:1 – 5 On the third day a wedding took place at Cana in Galilee. Jesus’ mother was there, and Jesus and his disciples had also been invited to the wedding. When the wine was gone, Jesus’ mother said to him, “They have no more wine.”
“Dear woman, why do you involve me?” [...]