Author: Shannon Greer
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Chuck The Chicken
Its part of our morning routine. As I take Jayden to school, we get up on the freeway, and we both look hard to see if we can see Chuck – the Chicken. Chuck is actually probably Charlotte or Chloe, but we named her Chuck one morning, and since then that’s the name that stuck.…
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Lynn
There’s just something special about the name “Lynn.” My wife’s middle name is “Lynn.” My daughter is Madi”lynn.” And one of the dearest friends I have is named “Lynn.” A couple of years ago she came walking in to Cadence, introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Lynn, and I would love to volunteer here at Cadence.” At…
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Sam
We have some amazing members of the Cadence family. I’m always so thankful at how God always seems to bring just the right people at the right time. Today I present to you – Sam. Sam has worked with us for several months now, and I love having him as part of our team. He…
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My Daughter’s Father
It really was a picture perfect moment. It was Ari’s third birthday this weekend, and there we sat, my wife and kids, my mother in law, and my daughter’s father. Wait, What? Yeah, you read that right. A little over a year ago he and I had our first face to face conversation. We talked…
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It Takes Two
Have you ever stopped to think how amazing it is that we can build skyscrapers, fly to outer space, create technology that leaves your head spinning, and yet we seem to absolutely bomb at maintaining simple relationships? When we opened Cadence, almost seven years ago, we prayed that it would be a place where conversations…
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The Table In the Corner
He came stumbling through our doors back in March. Shivering, sweating, pacing back and forth to our restroom. He was having some terrible withdrawals. I thought he would die right there on our couch in the shop that day. We made him go to the Emergency Room that evening, and later that night drove him…
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More Than A Cup Of Coffee
“Medium or Dark Roast?” “Room for Cream?” “For here or to go?” “Can I get a name for that order?” When you walk through our doors, it sounds, looks, and smells like your typical coffee shop. But can I let you in on a little secret? We’re not just there to serve coffee. We’re there to…
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You Do You
I’m not one who finds a great deal of enjoyment in classical arts. Opera? No thank you. Art Galleries? Nah, I’m good. The Symphony? Okay, maybe. The Ballet? Well . . . . I’ll go but, on one condition – Somebody I know and love a whole lot better be dancing. That’s the case…
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Holes in My Grass
It was about 6:30 the other morning and I was watching the sunrise from my front porch. The picture of perfection. Birds chirping. Enjoying my quiet time and a cup of caffeine right there in my hands. Then I looked up and noticed the holes in the grass in my front yard. I couldn’t look…
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Monday.
I’m not all that sure why, but Monday’s tend to be the most challenging days of the week for me. It’s not really because it’s the start of a new week, and I’m dreading getting back into the grind for another week. I think it’s for different reasons. I preached a message to my church…