Sue Duffield

 

If you've been a consistent connector on Facebook and other social media outlets, this sudden surge of posting via FaceBook Live isn't unusual for you. Your tribe knows you, and they love you and depend on you, because you've been there all along in your frequency of connecting.

What disturbs me are the silent ones who are NOW crazily and desperately posting (who were all but invisible before) trying to use this platform as an instant fundraiser or promotions venue, crying for attention and finance.

I'm…

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It's an honor once again to be selected to be keyboardist for the Metro Big Band's Missions Outreach to Portugal.

Project Objective: Since the Metro Big Band under the direction of Camp Kirkland has been to Portugal a few times, the respect for this group has also grown. The group will hold concerts in cooperation with local churches who are church planting to give the projects more visibility in these communities. There will be time for workshops with local musicians as we are trying to begin a…

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    The Fall challenge of 2019 - sharing, laughing and encouraging, never ever grows old. It goes way beyond the music, the humor, and what happens on stages or platforms. >> Performers, singers, speakers, preachers, communicators, connectors broadcasters -- let's ALL take on the urgency of being nothing more than a loudspeaker filled with the anointing of the gospel. That is MY mission; that is the call. Bring it on!  For more info on each event, click here.

  What’s your net worth? I guaran-darn-tee you—your earthly assets will never determine your value. God’s formal promise assures us in writing) that certain conditions will be fulfilled, especially the healing of a broken heart. That’s His promise of quality and durability; the assurance of intrinsic value is placed upon you. You are His prized possession. #embracethis #youarevalued #heseesyou #undone #lent #fast

 

Out of the mouths of those who soon realize, there’s more to life, comes the greatest disappointment: Fame and fortune does not bring happiness. In my journey of downsizing and minimalist living, I’ve also been under conviction, that I can do more.....with less. How I approach new opportunities of speaking, writing books and making music is also being tested and tried. Minimalism is not a radical life style. It forces you to think about what’s really important. What I put on my merchandise table at my…

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The last Monday of the month of January is considered to be "National Bubble Wrap Appreciation Day!" What a rejoicing day for this abnormal crazy - who will celebrate the strangest things in life! "The primary purpose of bubble wrap is to protect fragile items either in shipping or storage. People also get enjoyment from popping the bubbles in bubble wrap..", says the article. No duh. The popping  of the bubbles is more than enjoyment, it's pure ecstasy as far as I'm concerned. Our UPS Store here in…

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#AugustDevotion 🏖 My thoughts always turn to how the sun, sea, sand and warm temperatures (to me) are pure reflections of God and His inner workings within me. Approaching my 63rd birthday soon, and I don’t quite know how that all happened. In my heart and brain, I’m still that awkward lanky-frolicking master pinball player, stubbing my toes on uneven boards of the boardwalk. I can still hear and feel the ocean and salt in my ears. I am grateful for God’s protection over the decades, (like an SPF of 1…

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The man holding my hand on the left is my Pop Pop Link. He was born on January 29th, 1904. We are walking 7th Street in Salem, New Jersey around 1957. My Pop Pop holding my hand was my favorite. Later, as he grew older, he was stricken with dementia, and it was my turn to hold his hand. Last week, while parking my car at #Costco, I noticed an elderly man crying and stumbling while walking, trying to navigate cars in the parking lot. He caught my eye. I followed him for a few minutes, then stopped my car…

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Remember the days in many U.S. churches where this was how the week’s Sunday #worshipset list was announced? Yeah. Those days... No glitzy social media promotion announcing the “set list”. No drama or worship war with the band on stage. We actually held a Hymn book. Congregants sang, and actually heard themselves sing. Sundays felt more like community than a Broadway show. And you never heard people say (to the pastor, as they exited) “Wow. That worship team ‘killed’ it today.”

Now, before you get your…

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