Categories Archives: Joy Jar

Clara’s Pot Roast

When Clara entered the room, you knew she was there.  She had a raspy voice and profanities flew out everywhere.  She was loud, and she was abrupt.  She was the cleaning lady that worked for the apartment complex I was managing years ago.  She was rou

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The greatest of these… love.

He was gruff, serious, and never talked.  The neighbors always commented to me that they were scared of him.  I knew there was a story here, and I prayed for him everyday as I ran by his house on my morning runs.   I would see this man out mowing his l

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