When We Box People Up, We Lose
It’s really easy to put people in boxes and then only see the box, not the person. I know, because I’ve done it. I also know what being put in a box feels like, and it feels like one big...
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Pursuing Excellence
It was our first cab ride of the weekend. Ten years and we were celebrating by walking around the city and going wherever our hearts led. Our driver pulled over to our destination, but he had words to...
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For When Your Child Feels Out-Of-Control (And You Do To)
The movie was almost over when my sweet little girl fell asleep in my arms. I looked at my other children and gave them the “shhh…” lips as I attempted to gently lift myself and carry my girl to her...
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The Day I Learned that Food is Not a Gift
~ savoring treats with my favorite people ~ For the first time in my life, I lost my sense of smell and taste. It was the strangest thing not to be able to taste my morning coffee and bacon, or smell...
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Merit Doesn’t Make a Mother
I had a boyfriend in college who told me he could never see me as a mom. I asked him why he thought that, and he just said, “I don’t know. I just don’t see it in you.” His flippant words hurt. I had...
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What God Can Do with the Unlikely (Sunday Devotion)
I remember the first time I felt like I needed to hide from Jesus . . . I was at a Christian retreat; it was my freshman year of college. I was hungry for God and wanted to know more of who He is, and...
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I was the boyfriend girl so I missed out on friendship (AKA don’t give up on...
(There’s a giveaway at the end of this post, so make sure to read to the end!) I was the boyfriend girl. Meaning, I was always wrapped up in a guy and never made time for deep friendships with girls....
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Thigh Dimples, Gray Hair, and an Underarm Situation
We were at Burger King because my kids like Whoppers and it was baseball season and it was just EASY. I reached over to the nice lady handing me our food and my sweet, precious, delight of a child took...
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The voice in our head that speaks condemnation
Every week it’s the same thing. We study for the spelling test and my child cries and says, “I’m so stupid! I’d rather not be in this world. Everyone is smarter than me.” They go down a dark trail of...
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Give Yourself Time
My youngest daughter is so much like me. There’s this fieriness to her, this loudness, this tenderness, this bent toward wanting to scream and then cry when someone wrongs her; she is so dear and so...
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When Life Becomes Like Water, Slipping Through Your Fingers
I remember the morning I sat up in my bed and thought, “If something doesn’t change, I’m not going to make it.” Life had become like water. I couldn’t catch it; it just kept slipping through my...
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